Lyrics:

If looks could kill youd put a man way down in his grave
I need a resurrection to get my condition straight
Yeah, yeah, show me what youre hidin in the back
Hold me, like a brand new Cadillac
Want it full time, I dont want to rent
I need a love thats a hundred per cent

I want the real stuff
I want the real stuff

Dont want no hand-me-downs, Lord, I wont take second rate.
Dont want to be the hound that takes the scraps right off of your plate.
So good, so good, its good enough
Diamond good love in the rough
Tender, two times its never tough
Too much is never enough

I want the real stuff
I want the real stuff
I want the real stuff

Give it to me straight; Ive got a hard bad side to bone
And when it comes to lovin nobody wants to do it alone
Just under the covers must be hot
Theres a line up around the block
I want the best thing that youve got
Load me up cause Im strong enough
Send me right into the heart of love

I want the real stuff
I want the real stuff
I want the real stuff