🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Real Gone - Sheryl Crow

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