You're weightless, you've never been one to complain
Your rubber soul and a helium brain
Never alone, bubble wrap, styrofoam
Like the real thing

Plastic but never pretend, my polyurethane
Friend
Never alone, bubble wrap, Styrofoam
Like the real thing

You're wasted with your cold barbierella eyes
And your silicone implant disguise
Interface cd rom cyberspace Major Tom
Like the real thing

Blow up doll won't you be mine
Blow up doll won't you be mine
Blow up doll won't you be mine

I'm wasted
I'm always one to complain
My rubber soul and an alien brain
Always alone, bubble wrap, Styrofoam
Like the real thing

Blow up doll won't you be mine
Blow up doll won't you be mine
Blow up doll won't you be mine