Nhạc sĩ: Valerie Simpson, Nickolas Ashford
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
No other sound is quite the same as your nameNo touch can do him as muchAin't nothin' like the real thing, babyAin't nothin' like the real thingJust ain't nothin' like itAin't nothin' like the real thing, babyAin't nothin' like the real thingI've got your picture hanging on the wallBut it can't see or come to me when I call your nameI realize it's just a picture in her brainI read your letters when you're not hereBut they don't moveThey don't prove me like when I hearYour sweet voice whisperin' in my earAin't nothin' like the real thing, babyAin't nothin' like the real thing, babyI play my games of fantasyI pretend what I know in realityI need the shelter of your armsTo come by meNo other sound is quite the same as your nameNo touch can do him as muchMake me feel betterNo less betterTo youI've got some memoriesTo look back onBut only hellWhen you're goneI'm well awareNothing can take the placeOf your being thereOoh, babySo glad we've got the real thing, babySo glad we've got the real thing, babySo glad we've got the real thing, babySo gladSo glad we've got the real thing, babyAin't nothin' like the real thing, babyAin't nothin' like the real thing, yeahAin't nothing like the real thing, babyAin't nothing like the real thing