"The Real McCoy" as written by Kenneth L. Martin and Curtiss Alan Ryle....
Sittin' on a bar stool sippin' on a glass of tea
Well, when this lady walked by and she tried to put the make on me
She had fake eye lashes and her home ? hair, it nearly blew my mind
And it makes me realize that the real thing is hard to find

But you're the real McCoy, you're natural thing
From the smile on your face to your walk, to your diamond ring
Your the real McCoy there's nothing fake about you
Yeah, you're a first class lady, yeah baby, you're a dream come true.

Everybody loves these thing just to pass the time
And it's a wam bam thing where the feelings are left behind
Ah, but baby when you hold me tight you're making everything alright
Cause you're one in a million and the real thing is hard to find.

But you're the real McCoy, you're natural thing
From the smile on your face to your walk, to your diamond ring
Your the real McCoy there's nothing fake about you
Yeah, you're a first class lady, yeah baby, you're a dream come true.

But you're the real McCoy, you're natural thing
From the smile on your face to your walk, to your diamond ring


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"The Real McCoy" as written by Kenneth L. Martin Curtiss Alan Ryle

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