The Real Thing
--words and music by Michael Stanley

I had a hole in my pocket
I guess that's where my plans fell through
I had a long, long list
Of everything I wanted to do ...
But somewhere I got turned around
The night that I heard the sound
Of three guitars and a drummer 
With something to prove ...

	Now when the music's just a little too loud
	And the band's on the number
	It feels like the real thing ...
	Feels like the real thing ...

I got a '52 Tele, she's four years younger than me
And we've been all around the world
Hell bent for leather 
Whatever will be will be
Another town another night
Another chance to get it right
You ain't the Queen of Oklahoma
But you sure look fine to me ...

	And when the music's just a little too loud
	And the band's on the number
	It feels like the real thing ...
	Feels like the real thing ...

	(bridge)
	I've been bruised and battered
	Some dreams got shattered
	But it's still been a hell of a ride
	And when the joint starts jumpin'
	It can hit you like a wave
	Make ya feel sanctified ...

At another town another night
Another chance to get it right
You ain't the Queen of Oklahoma
But you sure look fine to me ...

	And when the music's just a little too loud
	And the band's on the number
	It feels like the real thing ...
	Feels like the real thing ...

	When the music's just a little too loud
	And the band's on the number
	It feels like the real thing ...
	Feels like the real thing ...