Maccabees The Real Thing
I'm blowing back the kisses
I blew to you before, blew to you before.
And I'm tearing up the letters saying
I adore, saying I adore you.
And I will wait for the real thing
I will wait for the real thing.
So you, you could wear a dress out,
chin would hit the floor, my chin would hit the floor.
And you could flutter those lashes
I've been trying to ignore, been trying to ignore you.
And I will wait for the real thing
I will wait for the real thing
You might as well quit if you haven't got it.
