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• Artiste: Ella Fitzgerald
• Titre: Until the Real Thing Comes Along
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Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for you Be a beggar or a knave for you? If that isn't love, it will have to do Until the real thing comes along Gladly move the earth for you Prove my love, dear, and it's worth it for you If that isn't love, it'll have to 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, baby, come what may My heart is yours--what more can I say? I would cry for you, even sigh for you Tear those stars down from the sky for you If that isn't love, it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along Walk on burning coals for you I would drive the Chrysler, leave the Rolls for you If that ain't love, it will have to do Until the real thing comes along I would try to hit high C for you I'd even punch out Mr. T for you If that ain't love, it will have to do Until the real thing comes along There's not a thing that you can't ask of me Go on, demand any task of me If you want the moon or a lavaliere All you got to do is nibble on my ear I would rob, steal, beg, borrow, and lie for you Lay my little body down and die for you (If that ain't love, if that isn't love) If that ain't love, it will have to do Until the real thing comes along