"Real Gone" by Sheryl Crow - from the "Cars" Soundtrack - HIGH QUALITY AUDIO

LYRICS HERE Im 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 dont like I gotta say it. Well, weve been driving this road for a mighty long time Paying no mind to the signs Well, this neighborhoods changed Its all been rearranged We left that team somewhere behind. Slow down, youre gonna crash, Baby youre a-screaming its a blast, blast, blast Look out babe, youve got your blinders on Everybodys looking for a way to get real gone Real gone. Real gone. But theres a new cat in town Hes got high-faded friends Thinks hes gonna change history You think you know him so well Yeah you think hes so swell But its just a front you wait and see Slow down, youre gonna crash, Baby youre a-screaming its a blast, blast, blast Look out, youve got your blinders on Everybodys looking for a way To get real gone Real gone. Real gone. Real gone. Uhh. Well you can say what you want But you cant say it round here Cause theyll catch you and give you a whippin Well, I believe I was right when I said you were wrong You didnt like the sound of that Now, did ya? Slow down, youre gonna crash, Baby youre a-screaming its a blast, blast, blast Look out, youve got your blinders on Everybodys looking for a way to get real gone Well here I come and Im so not scared, Got my pedal to the metal, got my hands in the air Look out, you take your blinders off Everybodys looking for a way to get real gone Real gone. Real gone. Ooh. Real gone. Real gone.