I'm American made, but I like Chevrolet
My momma taught 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've been driving this road for a mighty long time
Paying no mind to the signs
Well, this neighborhood's changed
It's all been rearranged
We left that change somewhere behind

Slow down, you're gonna crash
Baby you were screamin' it's a blast, blast, blast
Look out baby you got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone.
Real Gone

But there's a new cat in town
He's got high paid friends
Thinks he's gonna change history
You think you know him so well
Yeah you think he's so swell
But he's just perpetuating prophecy [bad word] on now

Slow down, you're gonna crash
Baby you were screamin'
It's a blast, blast, blast
Well, look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's lookin' for a way
To get real gone
Real gone
Real gone
Real gone

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 that
Now did ya?

Slow down, you're gonna crash
Baby you were screamin'
It's a blast, blast, blast
Well, look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's lookin' for a way
To get real gone

Well here [bad word]  And I'm so not scared
Got my pedal to the metal
Got my hands in the air
Well, look out, you take your blinders off
Everybody's lookin' for a way
To get real gone, real gone
Real Gone
Real Gone
Real Gone.