Do you know who I am, do you know who my daddy is
Maybe you’ve seen me on your MTV, oh won’t you please just look at me
Look at me on my telephone, Look at me in my big car
The plastic smile upon my face, is really nothing but a mask
You think your too good to be the same as me, too good to look me in the eye
When will you realize your just a puppet on a string
And leave behind your plastic sky
Plastic friends in your plastic head
Plastic dreams in your plastic bed
Plastic nails in your plastic hands
Oh when are you gonna understand
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