I'm American made,
Bud Light, Chevrolet
My momma 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 been driving this road
For a mightly long time
Payin' no mind to the signs
Well this
neighborhood's changed
It's all been rearranged
We left that change
somewhere behind
Slow down,
you're gonna crash
Baby you were screamin'
It's a blast, blast, blast
Look out babe you
got your blinders on
Everybody's lookin'
for a way
To get real gone, real gone
Real Gone
There's a new cat in town
He's got high paid friends
Thinks he's gonna change
history
You think you
know him so well
Yeah you think he's
so swell
But he's just
perpetuatin' prophecy
Come on now
Slow down,
you're gonna crash
Baby you were screamin'
It's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you got
your blinders on
Everybody's lookin'
for a way
To get real gone
Real gone
Real gone
Real gone
Well, you can
say what you want
But you can't say
it 'round here
'Cause they'll catch you
and give you a whippin'
Well I belive I was right
When I said you
were wrong
You didn't like
the sound of that
Now did ya?
Slow down,
you're gonna crash
Baby you were screamin'
It's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you got
your blinders on
Everybody's lookin'
for a way
To get real gone
Well here I come, and
I'm so not scared
Got my pedal to the metal
Got my hands in the air
Well look out, you
take your blinders off
Everybody's lookin'
for a way
To get real gone, real gone
Real Gone
Real Gone
Real Gone