Her green plastic watering can For her fake chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself.
It wears her out It wears her out It wears her out It wears her out
She lives with a broken man, A cracked polystyreneman Who just crumbles and burns He used to do surgery For girls in the eighties But gravity always wins.
And it wears him out It wears him out It wears him out It wears...
She looks like the real thing. She tastes like the real thing, My fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run.
And it wears me out It wears me out It wears me out It wears me out
If I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted All the time All the time.
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