Duet with marcella detroit
Written by nickolas ashford and valerie simpson
Available on the album duets

Aint nothing like the real thing, baby
Aint nothing like the real thing
Aint nothing like the real thing, baby
Aint nothing like the real thing

I got your picture hanging on my wall
But it cant seem to come to me
When I call your name
I realized its just a picture in a frame

I read your letters but youre not here
They dont move me, they dont groove me
Like when I hear
Your sweet voice whispering in my ear

I play my games of fantasy
I pretend I dont see reality
I need the shelter of your arms to comfort me

I got some memories to look back on
Though they help me when youre gone
Im well aware
Nothing can take the place of you being there

No other sound is quite the same as your name
No touch can do half as much
To make me feel better
Lets stay together

Im so
So glad we got the real thing, baby
So glad we got the real thing
Aint nothing like the real thing, baby
Aint nothing like the real thing