Текст песни The Kinleys - The Real Thing
The Kinleys - The Real Thing слова песни
Don`t want your picture in a frame on the tableDon`t want your notes on the wallDon`t want your voice on the phone machine babyDon`t want your stuff in the hallDon`t want your smell on the pillow next to meNo roses at my front doorNo dedication on the radio stationNo substitutions no moreCHORUS:I just want the real thing that`s how it isYour tender touch baby, your sweet kissNo imitation darling, that`s not my businessI`m talking `bout the genuine thingThe real thingDon`t wanna hear about how much you miss meAnd wish you had a little more timeBut if you really want to try to convince meTry with your lips next timeREPEAT CHORUSIn my arms, in the fleshA little ole fashioned tendernessNo ruby ring, no Taj MahalI just need you and that`s allREPEAT CHORUS