[Intro]
(Upbeat guitar riff and playful snare taps)
[Verse 1]
You’re lookin’ for a house, you need a guide,
But why’s everyone stretchin’ that word so wide?
It’s *real-tor*, not real-a-tor, my friend,
Let’s set this straight before the chorus begins!
[Chorus]
No “a” in the middle, keep it tight,
Say it right, say it right, say it right!
When you’re sick, you don’t yell “doc-a-tor,”
So drop that “a”—it’s *real-tor*!
[Verse 2]
Two syllables, smooth like a summer breeze,
Not three, like you’re stammerin’ through the keys.
It’s listed in the books, it’s plain to see,
But folks still tack that “a” like it’s free!
[Chorus]
No “a” in the middle, keep it tight,
Say it right, say it right, say it right!
When you’re sick, you don’t yell “doc-a-tor,”
So drop that “a”—it’s *real-tor*!
[Bridge]
Now you know the deal, no excuse to slip,
Say it crisp, say it clean, no extra drip.
If you slip that “a,” we’ll all groan—
Just say *real-tor* and take it home!
