Amy Speace - The Real Thing lyrics

I don't like men who tell me how to talk and how to dress

I don't like girls who gossip when their own life is a mess

I don't like winter in New York 'cause I don't like too much wind

But I like the way you feel against me naked on my skin

And I'll tell you what I think and I won't sugarcoat it baby,

I am the real thing

I'm too young to know better but I'm too damn old to care

With enough tequila I might take up any dare

I'm as aloof as November and mean like July

But I can purr like a little kitten if you scratch me on my side

I like the way I look although I am not model thin

I am the real thing

Do I make you blush do I talk too loud

Do I drink too much, do I act too proud?

Well take me as I am or take another now

'Cause I am not going to change for nobody no how

I am not a good reformer I found a twisted satisfaction

When I went back to confession just to see the priests' reaction

After quite a pause he asked me if I was contrite then

He gave me 25 Hail Marys to repeat every night

Then I asked him am I free to go repeating all of my sins

I am the real thing

Chorus

You can look to the princess In her high glass tower

Or join us witches we keep very late hours

We are the real thing