Luyện nghe bài hát Real GoneBonus

I'm made, apple pie, Chevrolet
My momma me wrong from right.

I was in the South
Sometimes I have a big
When I see something I don't like
I say it.

Well, we've been this road for a mighty long time
Paying no mind to the
Well, this neighborhood's
It's all rearranged
We that dream somewhere behind.

Slow down, gonna crash,
you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
Look out babe, got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get real
gone.
gone.

But a new cat in town
He's got high-faded
Thinks he's gonna history

You you know him so well
Yeah you he's so swell
But just perpetuatin' prophecy

(oh, c'm on)
Slow down, you're crash,
Baby a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you've got blinders on
looking for a way
To get gone
gone.
gone.
gone.
Uhh.

Well you can say you want
But you say it 'round here
'Cause they'll catch you and give you a

Well, I believe I was when I said you were wrong
You didn't like the sound of
Now, did ya?

Slow down, you're crash,
you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, got your blinders on
Everybody's for a way to get real gone

Well I come and I'm so not scared,
Got my pedal to the metal, got my in the air
out, you take your blinders off
Everybody's looking for a way to get real
gone.
gone.
Ooh.
gone.
gone.