The Real Thing Lyrics - Singles - The Kinleys

Don't want your picture in a frame on the table 

Don't want your notes on the wall 

Don't want your voice on the phone machine baby 

Don't want your stuff in the hall 

Don't want your smell on the pillow next to me 

No roses at my front door 

No dedication on the radio station 

No substitutions no more 

I just want the real thing that's how it is 

Your tender touch baby, your sweet kiss 

No imitation darling, that's not my business 

I'm talking 'bout the genuine thing 

The real thing 

Don't wanna hear about how much you miss me 

And wish you had a little more time 

But if you really want to try to convince me 

Try with your lips next time 

In my arms, in the flesh 

A little ole fashioned tenderness 

No ruby ring, no Taj Mahal 

I just need you and that's all 

I just want the real thing that's how it is 

Your tender touch baby, your sweet kiss 

No imitation darling, that's not my business 

I'm talking 'bout the genuine thing 

The real thing