The Real Thing Songtext
von Delbert McClinton

I was playin′ pinball, drinkin' my last call alone
She was leanin′ in that doorway lookin' like a sure way home
She said, I like the way you handle that machine
I'm into playin′, if you know what I mean
So if you′re tired of mediocrity
I bet you I can make you see

You ain't really had the real thing
′Til I get you into my thing
There ain't nothin′ left to explain
Once you really had the real thing
You ain't really had the real thing
′Til I get you into my thing
There ain't nothin' left to explain
Once you really had the real thing


I read the look on her face, took her off to my place fast
Man, she wasn′t foolin′, she could make a good thing last
Up all night until the break of dawn
She was leavin' I was already gone
She whispered call me when you′ve had some rest
I closed my eyes and I confessed

I ain't never had the real thing
Til′ you got me into your thing

There ain't nothin′ left to explain
Once you really had the real thing
I ain't never had the real thing
Til' you got me into your thing
There ain′t nothin′ left to explain
Once you really had the real thing

I aint never had the real thing
Til' you got me into your thing
There ain′t nothin' left to explain
Once you really had the real thing