Valerie Simpson
Ain’t Nothing Like the Real Thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Mmmm, ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Oh baby
Ooh, I've got your picture
Hanging on the wall, but it can't see
Or come to me when I call your name
I realize it's just a picture inside 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
Their saying
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
I play the game of 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 as half as much
To make me feel better
So let's stay together
I've got some memories
To look back on
Though they help
When you phone
And I'm well aware
Nothing can take your place
Of being there
So baby
So glad we got the real thing, baby
So glad we got the real thing
So glad we got the real thing, baby
Oh, so glad we got the real thing
So glad we got the real thing, baby
So glad we got the real thing...