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 I'm American made  Lite, Chevrolet
 My momma  me wrong from right.
 
 I was born in  South
 Sometimes  have a big mouth
 When  see something that I don't like
 I  say it.
 
 Well, we've been driving this road  a mighty long time
 Paying no mind to  signs
 Well,  neighborhood's changed
  all been rearranged
 We left that  somewhere behind.
 
 Slow  you're gonna crash,
 Baby you're a-screaming  a blast, blast, blast
 Look out babe, you've  your blinders on
 Everybody's looking  a way to get real gone
 Real gone.
 Real gone.
 
 But  a new cat in town
 He's got  friends
 Thinks  gonna change history
 
  think you know him so well
 Yeah you think he's  swell
 But  just perpetuatin' prophecy
 
 Slow down, you're  crash,
  you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
 Look out, you've got your  on
 Everybody's looking for  way
 To  real gone
 Real gone.
 Real gone.
 Real gone.
 Uhh.
 
  you can say what you want
  you can't say it 'round here
 'Cause they'll catch you and give you  whippin'
 
 Well, I believe I was right  I said you were wrong
  didn't like the sound of that
 Now, did ya?
 
 Slow down,  gonna crash,
 Baby you're a-screaming it's  blast, blast, blast
 Look out, you've got your  on
 Everybody's looking for a way to get  gone
 
 Well  I come and I'm so not scared,
  my pedal to the metal, got my hands in the air
 Look out, you take your  off
 Everybody's  for a way to get real gone
 Real gone.
 Real gone.
 Ooh.
 Real gone.
 Real gone.