| There ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing, baby
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| There ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing
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| There ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing, baby
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| There ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing
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| I see your picture
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| Hanging on the wall
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| But it can’t sing or come to me
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| When I call your name
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| I realize it’s just
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| A picture in a frame
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| And I read your letter
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| When you’re not here
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| They don’t move me
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| They don’t groove me
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| Like when I hear your sweet voice
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| Whispering in my ear
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| There ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing, baby
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| There ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing
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| No other sound is quite
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| The same as your name
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| No touch can do half as much
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| To make me feel better
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| Let’s stay together
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| Together, baby, together, yeah
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| Together, together
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| I got some memories to look back on
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| And though they help when you phone
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| I’m well aware nothing takes
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| The place of your being there
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| There ain’t nothing
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| There ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing, baby
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| There ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing
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| (Not like the real thing)
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| There ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing
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| (Not like the real thing)
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| There ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing
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| (Not like the real thing)
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| Oh, oh, there ain’t nothing
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| Like the real thing
|
| (Not like the real thing)
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| There ain’t nothing
|
| Like the real thing
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| The real, the real
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| There ain’t nothing
|
| Like the real thing
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| (Not like the real thing)
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| The real, the real
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| The real thing
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| Oh, the real thing
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| (Not like the real thing)
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| (Not like the real thing) |