🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Real Gone - Sheryl Crow

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