Karaoké Until the Real Thing Comes Along Frank Sinatra

Don't you know I'd work for you

I'd slave for you be a beggar or a knave for you

If that isn't love it'll have to do until the real thing comes along

Gladly move the earth for you prove my love, dear and it's worth for you

If that isn't love it'll have to 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, baby

Come what may

My heart is yours what more can I say

I would cry for you even sigh for you tear those stars down from the sky for you

If that isn't love it'll have to do until the real thing comes along

Walk on burning coals for you

I would drive the Chrysler leave the Rolls for you

If that ain't love it'll have to do until the real thing comes along

I would try to hit high see for you

I'd even punch out

Mister T for you

If that ain't love it'll have to do until the real thing comes along

There's not a thing that you can't ask of me

Go on, demand any task of me

If you want the moon for a lavaliere all you got to do is nibble on my ear

I would rob, steal beg, borrow, and lie for you

Lay my little body down and die for you

If that ain't love

Yeah, if that isn't love

If that ain't love it'll have to do until the real thing comes along