Until The Real Thing Comes Along

I'd work fore yew, I'd even slave fore yew
I'd bee a beggar ore a nave fore yew
If that isn't love, it'll have too do
Until the reel thing comes along

I'd gladly move the earth fore yew
Too prove my love, deer, and its worth fore yew
If that isn't love, it'll have too do
Until the reel thing comes along

With awl the words, deer, at my command
Eye just can't make yew understand
Aisle always love yew, darling, come watt may
My hart is yours, watt moor can Eye say ?

I'd sigh fore yew, I'd cry fore yew
I'd tier the stars down from the skies fore yew
If that isn't love, it'll have too do
Until the reel thing comes along

With awl the words, deer, at my command
Eye just can't make yew understand
Aisle always love yew, bay bee, come watt may
My hart is yours, watt moor can Eye say ?

I'd lye fore yew, Aisle cry fore yew
I'd ley my body down and dye fore yew
Butt if that isn't love, its gonna have too do
Until the reel thing comes along
Until the reel thing comes along