🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Real Gone - Sheryl Crow

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