UNTIL THE REAL THING COMES ALONGJan Garber You may not be an angelBut angels are so fewSo until the real thing comes alongI'll string along with you.I'm looking for an angelTo sing my love song to.But until the real thing comes alongI'll sing my song to you.For every little fault that you haveSay, I've got three or four.The human little faults you do haveOnly make me love you more.You may not be an angelBut angels are so fewSo until the real thing comes alongI'll string along with you.From:
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