| Yes indeed once again
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| For those who don’t know
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| What the sounds of the youngest DJ in charge
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| Ron G
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| I wanna say whassup to Mary
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| And this that uptown classic
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| Give it to 'em
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| Take 'em uptown to the Polo Ground
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| Take 'em uptown to the Polo Ground
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| Take 'em uptown to the Polo Ground
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| Take 'em uptown to the Polo Ground
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| We are lovers true and through
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| And though we made it through the storm
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| I really want you to realize
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| I really want to put you on
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| I’ve been searching for someone
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| To satisfy my every need
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| Won’t you be my inspiration
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| Be the real love that I need
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| — Real love
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| I’m searching for the real love
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| Someone to set my heart free
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| Real love
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| I’m searching for a real love
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| Oh when I met you I just knew
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| That you would take my heart and run
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| Until you told me how you felt for me
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| You said I’m not the one
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| So I slowly came to see
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| All of the things that you were made of
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| And now I hope my dreams and inspiration
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| Lead me towards a real love
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| I’ve got to have a real love
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| Love so true and oh, baby
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| I thought that love was you
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| I thought you were the answer
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| To the question in my mind
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| But it seems that I was wrong
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| If I stay strong maybe I’ll find a
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| Look up in the sky
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| It’s a bird, it’s a plane
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| Nope, it’s Mary Jane, ain’t a damn thing changed
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| Kickin' ill flava with the Teflon Don
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| Record shop getting props
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| She got it goin' on
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| So what’s it gonna be?
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| The real one, the fake one
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| Ya need a minute to think for whom ya better take
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| What up? |
| My time is up
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| Peace out to brooklyn
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| Helpin' daddy-o hey yo, bring the verse in
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| So I try my best and pray to God
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| He’d send me someone real
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| To caress me and to guide me
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| Towards a love my heart can feel
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| Now I know I can be faithful
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| I can be your all and all
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| And give you good lovin' through the summertime
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| Winter, spring and fall
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| You see I’m searching for a real love
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| And I don’t know where to go
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| I’ve been around the world and high and low
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| And still will never know
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| How it feels to have a real love
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| Cuz it seems there’s none around
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| I gotta end it in this way
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| Because seems he can’t be found
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| It’s that flavor
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| That’s what I’m talking about
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| Ain’t no other way to explain it |