If looks could kill you’d put a man way down in his grave I need a resurrection to get my condition straight Yeah, yeah, show me what you’re hidin’ in the back Hold me, like a brand new Cadillac Want it full time, I don’t want to rent I need a love that’s a hundred per cent
I want the real stuff I want the real stuff
Don’t want no hand-me-downs, Lord, I won’t take second rate. Don’t want to be the hound that takes the scraps right off of your plate. So good, so good, it’s good enough Diamond good love in the rough Tender, two times it’s never tough Too much is never enough
I want the real stuff I want the real stuff I want the real stuff
Give it to me straight; I’ve got a hard bad side to bone And when it comes to lovin’ nobody wants to do it alone Just under the covers must be hot There’s a line up around the block I want the best thing that you’ve got Load me up ‘cause I’m strong enough Send me right into the heart of love
I want the real stuff I want the real stuff I want the real stuff