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Real To Me Lyrics
by Brian Mcfadden
[album version:] Bullshit dinners and the free champagne
[clean version:] Showbiz dinners and the free champagne,
Men in suits who think they know it all
No one knows me but they know my name, That's not real to me
Hotel lobby to the airplane, Another country but they start to look the same
Watch the world behind a window pane, That's not real to me
When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and live in peace, Now thats what's real to me
Real to me.
Dying flowers in a dressing room,
A dangerous time to let your head make up its own mind
Got me thinking that the spirits flown,
That's not real to me
When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and live in peace, Now that's what's real to me
Picnics in the garden and the children they can play,
The first day of the summer and I'll laze here all the day
We'll invite the family round and drink some English tea,
Then I raise up my finger and watch football on t.v
When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and live in peace, Now that's what's real to me
That's what's real to me
Wake up you might be dreaming, Wake up you might be dreaming now
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