Until The Real Thing Comes Along

 
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I'd work for you, I'd slave for you, I'd be a beggar or a knave for you; 
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And if that isn't love, it will have to do, until the real thing comes along. 
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I'd gladly move the earth for you  to prove my love, dear, and its worth for you; 
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If that isn't love, it will have to do, until the real thing comes  along 
Bridge one: 
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With all the words, dear, at my command I just can't make you understand 
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I'll always love you, darling, come what may, my heart is yours, what more can I say? 
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I would cry for you, even sigh for you, tear the stars down from the sky for you 
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If that isn't love, it'll have to do, until the real thing comes along.  
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I would walk on burning coals for you, I would drive the Chrysler, leave the Rolls for you 
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If that isn't love, it'll have to do, until the real thing comes along. 
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I would try to hit high C for you,  I'd even punch out Mister T for you, 
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If that isn't love, it'll have to do, uUntil the real thing comes along. 
Bridge two: 
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There's not a thing that you can't ask of me  go on, demand any task from me 
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You want the moon for a lavalier, all you've got to do is nibble on my ear. 
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I would rob, steal, beg borrow and lie for you. Lay my little body down and die for you, 
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If that ain't love, if that ain't love, if that ain't love, it'll have to  do 
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Until the real thing comes along.