I play the game, a fantasy
I pretend I'm not in reality
I need the shelter of your arms to comfort me
No other sound is quite the same as your name
No touch can do half as much to make me feel better
So let's stay together
I got some memories to look back on
And though they help me when you phone
I'm well aware nothing can take the place of being there
So let me get the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
- Marvin
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