8. Til The Real Thing Comes Around | PaulKoudouris

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About the artist

Self-Taught Multi-Instrumentalist and Pop/Folk/Blues Vocalist. Paul gives a new sound to radio friendly hits as well as creating intimate acoustic moods. Lyrics from the soul of a well traveled twenty-something.

Lyrics

I'm cold and hungover up in this bed
Next to a wannabe kardashian
Slips on her knock-off Jeffrey Campbell boots
As I pretend to sleep

Not the loving type I suppose
She leaves black scribbles on a post it note
She saw my roommate on her walk of shame
Bet she couldn't wait to leave

Oh Oh, I remember lazy mornings
But like her they're here and gone

Til the real thing comes along
I'll keep on landing on my feet
all I want as all I need
Til the real thing comes along
She's not standing in one place
So I'll keep on keeping on

I'm trying my luck in this cafe
She's got a cold heart and a pretty face
She bats her eyes but she can't hold a stare
Here comes that weather talk again
The table's shaking from her phone
So much I've memorized her friends ringtone
and I can't help but count on counting down
cause closing time is heaven sent

Oh Oh, She's sipping black iced coffee
Oh Oh, She ain't coming on to strong

Til the real thing comes along
I'll keep on landing on my feet
all I want as all I need
Til the real thing comes along
She's not standing in one place
So I'll keep on keeping on

and I know the road ain't always golden
Though I'm liking where its going

Til the real thing comes along
I'll keep on landing on my feet
all I want as all I need
Til the real thing comes along
She's not standing in one place
So I'll keep on keeping on
Yeah I'll keep on keeping on