FM: The real thing [lyrics]

FM: The real thing [lyrics]

FM

The real thing

The lights are low

The party's high

Another evening starting out just right

He's like a spy

He's in disguise

Working undercover night after night

Now you might think

It's a glamourous life

Chasing Mata Hari

Through the pale moonlight

He's a danger man

Doin' what he can

Using high priced love

And paperback romance

To find the real thing

He wants the real thing

Looking for the real thing

He's looking for the real thing

He's looking for you

The night is young

She walks in slow

Checking every move she's in control

Looks in your eyes

To analyze

Like a reporter searching for your soul

Now she's obsessed

Like ? lane

Digging up your secrets

Screwing up your game

A superman

Wouldn't stand a chance

She knows that's cartoon love

A comic book romance

She wants the real thing

Looking for the real thing

She wants the real thing

She's looking for the real thing

She's looking for you

I got your name

I got your number

And I call you but you're not at home

You call me back

But I'm not here

Leave your message at the sound of the tone

Your whispering voice

On the answering machine

Sounds like Greta Garbo

Trying to talk obscene

You hang me up

Put me in a trance

Feels like touch dual love

This telephone romance

Could be the real thing

Looking for the real thing

I know I want the real thing

Looking for the real thing

I'm looking for you

Looking for you

I'm looking for you