I be wakin up at dawn
Suitcase on my arm
Send me up my driver now, baby
I be pullin up in style
Fastest quarter mile
Paparazzi camera don't phase me
Done with the routine
Give me a new scene
Pack it up, I'm ready to go
Over the atlantic
Hopeless romantic
Private landin amalfi coast
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
I been workin up a sweat
Live with no regrets
Placin all my bets on the table
I been callin all the shots,
Tearin up the spot
You know I'm always willing and able
Done with the routine
Give me a new scene
Pack it up, I'm ready to go
In my Ferrari, sorry not sorry
Mansion on the Malibu coast
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
Fred Handsome - The Real Thing Lyrics
Fred Handsome - The Real Thing Lyrics
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I be wakin up at dawn
Suitcase on my arm
Send me up my driver now, baby
I be pullin up in style
Fastest quarter mile
Paparazzi camera don't phase me
Done with the routine
Give me a new scene
Pack it up, I'm ready to go
Over the atlantic
Hopeless romantic
Private landin amalfi coast
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
I been workin up a sweat
Live with no regrets
Placin all my bets on the table
I been callin all the shots,
Tearin up the spot
You know I'm always willing and able
Done with the routine
Give me a new scene
Pack it up, I'm ready to go
In my Ferrari, sorry not sorry
Mansion on the Malibu coast
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
Suitcase on my arm
Send me up my driver now, baby
I be pullin up in style
Fastest quarter mile
Paparazzi camera don't phase me
Done with the routine
Give me a new scene
Pack it up, I'm ready to go
Over the atlantic
Hopeless romantic
Private landin amalfi coast
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
I been workin up a sweat
Live with no regrets
Placin all my bets on the table
I been callin all the shots,
Tearin up the spot
You know I'm always willing and able
Done with the routine
Give me a new scene
Pack it up, I'm ready to go
In my Ferrari, sorry not sorry
Mansion on the Malibu coast
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
(Ooo ooh ooooh)
You're lookin at the real thing
Writer: Bruce Roberts
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.