Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real Gone (from "Cars"), artist - Honor Society. Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Real Gone (from "Cars") |
| I’m American made, Budlight, 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 |
| We been driving this road for a mighty long time |
| Payin' no mind to the signs |
| Well this neighborhood’s changed, it’s all been rearranged |
| We left that dream somewhere behind |
| Slow down, you’re gonna crash |
| Baby you were screamin', it’s a blast, blast, blast |
| Look out babe you got your blinders on |
| Everybody’s lookin' for a way to get real gone |
| Real gone, real gone |
| 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 perpetuatin' prophecy |
| Come on now |
| Slow down, you’re gonna crash |
| Baby, you were screamin', it’s a blast, blast, blast |
| Look out, you got your blinders on |
| Everybody’s lookin' for a way |
| To get real gone, real gone |
| Real gone, real gone, uh |
| 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 |
| Look out, you got your blinders on |
| Everybody’s lookin' for a way to get real gone |
| Well, here I come 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, ooh! |
| Real gone, real gone |