The Real Thing - Parker Millsap

Give me something real, give me something true

Give me something I can feel, give me some of you

Give me something fresh, give me something born

I can hold you to my chest through the telephone

Through the telephone

And I can’t stand the poor connection

Can’t hold your hand through the screen

I don’t want your reflection

I just want the real thing

The real thing

The real thing

You got something easy, you got something pure

You don’t have to tease me honey, give me some of you

Give it to me straight or take it on the door

Diving through your roses honey, I don’t mind the thorns

I don’t mind the thorns

And I can’t stand the poor connection

Can’t hold your hand through the screen

I don’t want your reflection

I just want the real thing

The real thing

The real thing

The real thing…

The real thing