The Real Mccoy

C C Sittin' on a bar stool sippin' on a glass of tea, G G D D well, when this lady walked by and she tried to put the make on me. C C G** D/F#** Em** C* She had fake eye lashes and her home cone hair, it nearly blew my mind G/D D G G and it makes me realize that the real thing is hard to find. G G C C But you're the real McCoy, you're a natural thing, G G D D from the smile on your face to your walk to your diamond ring. G G C C Hon, you're the real McCoy, there's nothing fake about you, G* D* G G yeah, you're a first class lady, yeah, baby, you're a dream come true. | G | G | C | C | | G | G | D | D | | G | G | C | C | | G* | D* | G | G | G G C C Everybody loves these days just to pass the time G G D D and it's a wam-bam-thing where the feelings are left behind. C C G** D/F#** Em** C* Ah, but baby when you hold me tight, you're making everything alright, G/D D G G 'cause you're one in a million and the real thing is hard to find. End-Chorus (Repeat and Fade Out) G G C C Well, you're the real McCoy, you're a natural thing, G G D D from the smile on your face to your walk to your diamond ring. G G C C Hon, you're the real McCoy, there's nothing fake about you, G* D* G G yeah, you're a first class lady, yeah, baby, you're a dream come true.