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Real Gone 
Medium
by Sheryl Crow
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I'm American made
But I Chevrolet
My taught me wrong from right
I was born in the South
Sometimes I have a big mouth
When I see something that I don't like
I gotta say it
We've been driving this road
For a long time
no mind to the signs
Well, neighborhood's changed
It's all been rearranged
We that somewhere behind
down
You're gonna crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
out babe, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
gone
Real gone
But there's a new cat in town
He's got high-faded friends
he's gonna change history
You you him so well
Yeah, you think he's so swell
But he's just perpetuating prophecy
Come on now
down
You're gonna crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way
To get gone
gone
Real gone
Real gone
(Uh)
Well you can say you want
But you can't say it round here
'Cause they'll catch you and give you a whipping
Well, I I was right
When I said you were wrong
You didn't like the sound of that
Now, did you
Slow down
You're gonna crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get gone
Well, here I come
And I'm so not scared
Got my to the metal
Got my hands in the air
Look out, you take your blinders off
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone
Real gone
(Uh)
Real gone
Real gone
But I Chevrolet
My taught me wrong from right
I was born in the South
Sometimes I have a big mouth
When I see something that I don't like
I gotta say it
We've been driving this road
For a long time
no mind to the signs
Well, neighborhood's changed
It's all been rearranged
We that somewhere behind
down
You're gonna crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
out babe, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
gone
Real gone
But there's a new cat in town
He's got high-faded friends
he's gonna change history
You you him so well
Yeah, you think he's so swell
But he's just perpetuating prophecy
Come on now
down
You're gonna crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way
To get gone
gone
Real gone
Real gone
(Uh)
Well you can say you want
But you can't say it round here
'Cause they'll catch you and give you a whipping
Well, I I was right
When I said you were wrong
You didn't like the sound of that
Now, did you
Slow down
You're gonna crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get gone
Well, here I come
And I'm so not scared
Got my to the metal
Got my hands in the air
Look out, you take your blinders off
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone
Real gone
(Uh)
Real gone
Real gone
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