Valerie Simpson
Ain’t Nothing Like the Real Thing
[Chorus: Angela Bofill & Boz Scaggs]
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
[Verse 1: Angela Bofill & Boz Scaggs]
I got your picture hangin' on the wall
But it can't see or come to me when I call your name
I realize it's just a picture in a frame
I read your letters when you're not near me
But they don't move me, and they don't groove me
Like when I hear your sweet voice whispering in my ear
[Chorus: Angela Bofill & Boz Scaggs]
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
[Verse 2: Angela Bofill, Boz Scaggs & Both]
I play the game, a fantasy
I pretend I'm not in reality
I need the shelter of your arms to comfort me
No other sound is quite the same as your name
No touch can do half as much, to make me feel better
So let's get together, together
I got some memories to look back on
And though they help me when you're gone
I'm well aware nothin' can take the place of you being there, ooh
[Chorus: Angela Bofill & Boz Scaggs]
So glad we got the real thing, baby
So glad we got the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
So glad we got the real thing, baby
So glad we got the real, real thing, real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
So glad we got the real thing, baby
Nothing, nothing like the real thing
We got the real, real, real, real, real, real thing
Nothing, nothing, nothing