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 turned and ran.
She looks like the real thing, She tastes like the real thing,
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 turned and ran.
