Until the Real Thing Comes Along - Fats Waller

Written by：L.E. Freema

I'd work for you I'd even slave for you

I'd be a beggar or a knave for you whatever that is

And if that isn't love it'll have to do

Until the real thing comes along

I'd gladly move the earth for you

To prove my love dear and it's worth for you

If that isn't love it will have to do gotta do

Until the real thing comes along

With all the words dear at my command

I just can't make you understand

I'll always love you darling come what may

My heart is yours what more can I say

You want me to rob a bank well I won't do it

I'd sigh for you yes I'd even cry for you yes

I'd tear the stars down from the skies for you

If that isn't love well skip it it'll have to do

Until the real thing comes along

I'd even sigh for you I'm 'bout ready to cry for you

I'd tear the stars down from the skies for you

If that isn't love it'll have to do baby yes

Until the real thing comes along

Here's the real thing baby