Lyrics It's a Knockoff - Sparks

It's a Knockoff

I confess that this is really not my song
I bought it in Hong Kong
It’s a knockoff
I confess that this is really not my voice
Although I had a choice
It’s a knockoff
So close to real
The look, the feel
So close, and yet
The paint’s still wet
You keep thinking that you’re really holding hands
Sorry, that’s no hand
It’s a knockoff
Just my luck that I would look into your eyes
Then I realized
They were knock offs
So close to real
The look, the feel
So close and yet
The paint’s still wet
I can guess that though you really wear it well
What you’re wearing well
It’s a knockoff
And the Renoir you see hanging on the wall
Bought it at the mall
It’s a knockoff
So close to real
The look, the feel
So close and yet
The paint’s still wet