Correction Paroles Real Gone (Live from Brooklyn Bowl / 2021) par Sheryl Crow

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Paroles

One, two, three, four

I'm American made, apple pie, Chevrolet
My mama taught me wrong from right
Well, I was born in the South
Sometimes I have a big mouth
When I see somethin' I don't like
Oh, I gotta say it

We've 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'll be screaming, it's a gas, gas, gas
Look out, baby, take your blinders off
Everybody's lookin' for a way to get real gone
Real gonе
Real gone
Therе's a new kid in town
He's got high payin' friends
Thinks he's gonna make history
You think you know him so well
Yeah, you think he's so swell
But he's just perpetuatin' prophecy
C'mon now

Slow down, you're gonna crash
Baby, you'll be screaming, it's a gas, gas, gas
Look out, baby, take your blinders off
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Real gone (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Real gone (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Real gone, uh

Slow down, you're gonna crash
Baby, you'll be screaming, it's a gas, gas, gas
Look out, baby, take your blinders off
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone
Real gone, uh
Real gone

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