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 I'm American made Bud  Chevrolet
 My momma taught me  from right.
 
 I was  in the South
 Sometimes  have a big mouth
 When I see something that I don't 
 I gotta say 
 
 Well, we've been driving this road for a mighty  time
 Paying  mind to the signs
 Well, this neighborhood's 
 It's all  rearranged
 We left that dream  behind.
 
 Slow  you're gonna crash,
 Baby  a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
  out babe, you've got your blinders on
 Everybody's looking for a way  get real gone
 Real gone.
 Real gone.
 
 But there's a new cat  town
 He's  high-paid friends
 Thinks  gonna change history
 
 You think you know him  well
 Yeah you think he's so 
  he's just perpetuatin' prophecy
 
 Slow down, you're  crash,
  you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
  out, you've got your blinders on
 Everybody's looking for a 
 To get  gone
 Real gone.
 Real gone.
 Real gone.
 Uhh.
 
  you can say what you want
 But you  say it 'round here
 'Cause they'll  you and give you a whippin'
 
 Well, I believe I was right  I said you were wrong
 You didn't like  sound of that
 Now, did ya?
 
  down, you're gonna crash,
 Baby  a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
 Look out, you've got your blinders 
 Everybody's looking  a way to get real gone
 
 Well  I come and I'm so not scared,
 Got my pedal to the metal, got my  in the air
 Look out, you take your  off
 Everybody's looking for a  to get real gone
 Real gone.
 Real gone.
 Ooh.
 Real gone.
 Real gone.