Текст Martina McBride – The Real Thing

Artificial sweeteners, spray on tans
I’d rather have the sugar, the sun and the sand
Give me the real thing
Give me the real thing

Virtual friends, reality shows
Put a filter on it so nobody knows
It ain’t the real thing
It ain’t the real thing

When the smoke and mirrors
All get clearer
Give me what remains
The glitz and glitter won’t last forever
Someday it’ll all wash away

We got cyber clouds and digital streams
Sometimes I gotta shut it down
Get outside and breathe
The real thing
Give me the real thing

When the smoke and mirrors
All get clearer
Give me what remains
The glitz and glitter won’t last forever
Someday it’ll all wash away

Late night calls, casual fling
Just ain’t gonna cut it
Once we’ve seen
The real thing
We got the real thing
Oh, the real thing, baby
We got the real thing