Aretha Franklin — Until The Real Thing Comes Along

[Verse 1] I'd work for you, slave for you I'd even be a beggar or a knave for you If that isn't love, it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along I'd gladly, I'd gladly, I'd gladly move the earth for you Oh, just to prove my love and its worth for you Now, if that isn't love, it'll just have to do Until the real thing comes along [Bridge] With all the words, dear, at my command I just can't sing to make you understand I'll always love you, darling, come what may My heart is yours, what more can I say? [Verse 2] I'd sigh, I'd sigh for you, I'd even cry for you I'd reach out and even tear the stars out of the skies for you Now if that isn't love, it'll just have to do Until the real thing comes along [Outro] Until the real thing comes along