| Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby
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| Ain’t nothing like the real thing
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| Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby
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| Ain’t nothing like the real thing
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| I got your picture hanging on my wall
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| But it can’t seem to come to me
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| When I call your name
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| I realized it’s just a picture in a frame
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| I read your letters but you’re not here
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| They don’t move me, they don’t groove me
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| Like when I hear
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| Your sweet voice whispering in my ear
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| I play my games of fantasy
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| I pretend I don’t see reality
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| I need the shelter of your arms to comfort me
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| I got some memories to look back on
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| Though they help me when you’re gone
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| I’m well aware
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| Nothing can take the place of you being there
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| No other sound is quite 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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| I’m so
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| So glad we got the real thing, baby
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| So glad we got the real thing
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| Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby
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| Ain’t nothing like the real thing |