Her green plastic wateringcan for her fake Chineserubberplant 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. 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. 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. If I could be who you wanted all the time...