The Real Thing - Delbert McClinton

I was playin' pinball, drinkin' my last call alone

She was leanin' in that doorway lookin' like a sure way home

She said, I like the way you handle that machine

I’m into playin', if you know what I mean

So if you’re tired of mediocrity

I bet you I can make you see

You ain’t really had the real thing

'Til I get you into my thing

There ain’t nothin' left to explain

Once you really had the real thing

You ain’t really had the real thing

'Til I get you into my thing

There ain’t nothin' left to explain

Once you really had the real thing

I read the look on her face, took her off to my place fast

Man, she wasn’t foolin', she could make a good thing last

Up all night until the break of dawn

She was leavin' I was already gone

She whispered call me when you’ve had some rest

I closed my eyes and I confessed

I ain’t never had the real thing

Til' you got me into your thing

There ain’t nothin' left to explain

Once you really had the real thing

I ain’t never had the real thing

Til' you got me into your thing

There ain’t nothin' left to explain

Once you really had the real thing

I ain’t never had the real thing

Til' you got me into your thing

There ain’t nothin' left to explain

Once you really had the real thing