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Written by: Sheryl Crow
John Shanks
Performed by: Sheryl Crow
Appeared in: Cars
RealGone
"Real Gone" is a song from Cars written by Sheryl Crow and John Shanks and performed by Sheryl Crow. Portions of it are lyrically told from the perspective of Lightning McQueen about his fame, and it is performed during the Dinoco 400 race at the beginning.

Lyrics

I'm American made
Bud Light, Chevorlet
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're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
Well, look out babe, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone
Real gone
Uhh!

(Instrumental)

Well, 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
(Come on, now!)

Slow down, you're gonna crash!
Baby you're a-screaming, it's a blast, blast, blast
Well, look out. You've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way...to get real gone
Real gone
Real gone
Real gone
Uhh!

(Instrumental)

Well, you can say want
But you can't say it around 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're a-screaming, it's a blast, blast, blast
Well look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking 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 looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone!
Real gone!
Ooh!
Real gone!
Real gone!

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