Ella Fitzgerald

Until the Real Thing Comes Along
Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for youBe a beggar or a knave for you?If that isn't love, it will have to doUntil the real thing comes along Gladly move the earth for youProve my love, dear, and it's worth it for youIf that isn't love, it'll have to doUntil the real thing comes along With all the words, dear, at my commandI just can't make you understandI'll always love you, baby, come what mayMy heart is yours--what more can I say?I would cry for you, even sigh for youTear those stars down from the sky for youIf that isn't love, it'll have to doUntil the real thing comes along Walk on burning coals for youI would drive the Chrysler, leave the Rolls for youIf that ain't love, it will have to doUntil the real thing comes along I would try to hit high C for youSongtexteI'd even punch out Mr. T for youIf that ain't love, it will have to doUntil the real thing comes along There's not a thing that you can't ask of meGo on, demand any task of meIf you want the moon or a lavaliereAll you got to do is nibble on my earI would rob, steal, beg, borrow, and lie for youLay 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 doUntil the real thing comes along Aus Songtexte Mania