(This Will Have to Do) Until the Real Thing Comes Along - Wilbert Harrison

I’ll be a beggar, baby, I’ll slave for you\nIf that isn’t love, it’ll have to do, honey\nUntil the real thing comes along\n(He'd gladly move the earth for you\nTo prove his love my love dear and it’s worth to you)\nIf that isn’t love, it will have to do, baby\nUntil the real thing comes along\nWith all my words, dear, at your command\nI just can’t make you understand\nI’ll always love you, darlin', come what may\nMy heart is yours, what more can I say?\n(He'd die for you, he’d cry for you)\nI’ll tear the stars down from the sky for you\nIf that isn’t love, baby, it will have to do\nUntil the real thing comes along\nWith all my words, dar, at your command\nI just can’t make you understand\nI’ll always love you, darlin', com what may\nMy heart is yours, what more can I say?\n(He'd die for you, he’d cry for you)\nI’ll tear the stars down from the sky for you\nIf that isn’t love, baby, it will have to do\nUntil the real thing comes along\nUntil the real thing comes along\nUntil the real thing comes along, whoa-oh-oh\nUntil the real thing comes along, yay-yay-yay-yay\nUntil the real thing comes along