I'm American made, Bud Light, ChevroletMy momma taught me wrong from right.I was born in the SouthSometimes I have a big mouthWhen I see something that I don't likeI gotta say it.Well, we've been driving this road for a mighty long timePaying no mind to the signsWell, this neighborhood's changedIt's all been rearrangedWe left that team somewhere behind.Slow down, you're gonna crash,Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blastLook out babe, you've got your blinders onEverybody's looking for a way to get real goneReal gone.Real gone.But there's a new cat in townHe's got high-faded friendsThinks he's gonna change historyYou think you know him so wellYeah you think he's so swellBut it's just a front you wait and seeSlow down, you're gonna crash,Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blastLook out, you've got your blinders onEverybody's looking for a way to get real goneReal gone.Real gone.Real gone.Uhh.Well you can say what you wantBut you can't say it 'round here'Cause they'll catch you and give you a whippin'Well, I believe I was right when I said you were wrongYou didn't like the sound of thatNow, did ya?Slow down, you're gonna crash,Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blastLook out, you've got your blinders onEverybody's looking for a way to get real goneWell here I come and I'm so not scared,Got my pedal to the metal, got my hands in the airLook out, you take your blinders offEverybody's looking for a way to get real goneReal gone.Real gone.Ooh.Real gone.Real gone.
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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.
Well, we've been driving this road for a mighty long time
Paying no mind to the signs
Well, this neighborhood's changed
It's all been rearranged
We left that team somewhere behind.
Slow down, you're gonna crash,
Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
Look out babe, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone.
Real gone.
But there's a new cat in town
He's got high-faded friends
Thinks he's gonna change history
You think you know him so well
Yeah you think he's so swell
But it's just a front you wait and see
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 real gone
Real gone.
Real gone.
Real gone.
Uhh.
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 believe 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'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 real gone
Well here I come and I'm so not scared,
Got my pedal 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.
Ooh.
Real gone.
Real gone.
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