Until the Real Thing Comes Along

Frank Sinatra

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    Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for you
    Be a beggar or a knave for you
    If that isn't love it will have to do
    Until the real thing comes along

    Gladly move the earth for you
    Prove my love dear, and it's worth for you
    If that isn't love it'll have to do
    Until the real thing comes along

    With all the words dear at my command
    I just can't make you understand
    I'll always love you baby - come what may
    My heart is yours - what more can I say

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    I would cry for you, even sigh for you
    Tear those stars down from the sky for you
    If that isn't love it'll have to do
    Until the real thing comes along

    Walk on burning coals for you
    I would drive the Chrysler,leave the Rolls for you
    If that ain't love it will have to do
    Until the real thing comes along

    I would try to hit high "C" for you
    I'd even punch out Mr. T for you
    If that ain't love it will have to do
    Until the real thing comes along

    There's not a thing that you can't ask of me
    Go on, demand any task of me
    If you want the moon or a lavaliere
    All you got to do is nibble on my ear

    I would rob, steal, beg, borrow, and lie for you
    Lay my little body down and die for you
    (If that ain't love - if that isn't love)
    If that ain't love it will have to do
    Until the real thing comes along

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    Composición: Sammy Cahn, Saul Chaplin, Mann Holiner, Alberta Nichols y Chico Freeman

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