Fake Plastic Trees

Puracane

Her green plastic watering can 
For her fake Chinese rubber plant 
In 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 
Oh, she looks like the real thing 
And she tastes like the real thing 
My fake plastic love 
But I can't fight the feeling 
I could blow through the ceiling 
I just turn and run 
It wears her out 
It wears her out 
It wears her out 
It wears her out 
And if I could be who you wanted 
Wish I could be who you wanted 
All the time 
All the time 
Oh, she lives with a broken man 
A cracked polystyrene man 
Who just crumbles and burns 
And he used to do surgery 
For the girls in the eighties 
But gravity always wins 
It wears her out 
It wears her out 
It wears her out 
It wears her out 
But she looks like the real thing 
And she tastes like the real thing 
My fake plastic love 
But I can't fight the feeling 
I could blow through the ceiling 
I just turn and run 
It wears her out 
It wears her out 
It wears her out 
It wears her out 
And if I could be who you wanted 
Wish I could be who you wanted 
All the time 
All the time 
All the time