Текст песни Fats Waller — Until The Real Thing Comes Along

I'd work for you, I'd even slave for you.
I'd be a beggar or a knave for you (whatever that is)
And if that isn't love, It will have to do
until the real thing comes along.

I'd gladly move the earth for you.
To prove my love, dear, and it is worth for you.
If that isn't love, it will have to do (gotta 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 darling, come what may.
My heart is yours, what more can I say?
(You want me to rob a bank? Well I won't do it.)

I'd sigh for you, yes, I'd even cry for you, yes.
I'd tear the stars down from the skies for you.
If that isn't love, it'll have to do, baby, yes
until the real thing comes along.