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I'm American made but I like Chevrolet
my momma thought me wrong from right
I was born in the south
sometimes I have a big mouth
when I see something that I don't like
I gotta say it
Well we're been driving this road for mighty long
time
paying no mind to the signs
well, this neighborhood's changed
it's all been rearranged
we left that team somewhere behind
Slow down, you're gonna crash
baby you're a-screaming it's a blast,blast,blast
look out babe, you've got your blinders on
everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
real gone
real gone
But there's a newcost in town
he's got high-faded friends
thinks he's gone change history
You thin you know him so well
yeah you think he's so well
but it's just a front you wait and see
Slow down, you're gonna crash
baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
look out, you've got tour blinders on
everybody's looking for a way
to get real gone
real gone
real gone
real gone
uhh
Well you can say what you want
but you can't say it 'round here
'cause they'll catch you and give you a whippin'
Well, I believe I was right when I said you were
wrong
you didn't like the sound of what
now, did ya?
Slow down, you're gonna crash,
baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
look out, you've got your blinders on
everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Well hereI come and I'm so not scared
got my pedl to the metal, got my hands in the air
look out, you takeyour blinders off
everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
real gone
oh