I had stuffed animals, when I was just a kid,
I dreamed they’d come alive and play…, but they never did,
Now I found someone that I can call my own,
And unlike others I have known,
She’s real, she’s flesh n bone n blood and love, that I can feel
She’s not perfect but its all part of the deal,
Yes I know, she’s real
I still remember my first playboy magazine,
They had photographs in them like I never seen
But all n all, they’d never did have much to say
They’d just lie there on the page
She’s real, she’s flesh n bone n blood and love, that I can feel
She’s not perfect but its all part of the deal,
Yes I know, she’s real
Sometimes she hurts my feelings, sometimes I hurt her feelings
And we just don’t get along.., no
But before we say goodnight, I just might find out,
That she’s right, but even if she’s wrong..
She’s real, she’s flesh n bone n blood and love, that I can feel
She’s not perfect but its all part of the deal,
Yes I know, she’s real
She’s not perfect, but it’s all part of the deal
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Lyrics submitted by jeff mann.