| A man lives at the corner of the street
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| And his neighbors think he’s helpful and he’s sweet
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| 'Cause he never swears and he always shakes you by the hand
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| But no one knows he really is a plastic man
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| He’s got plastic heart, plastic teeth and toes
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| (Yeah, he’s plastic man)
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| He’s got plastic knees and a perfect plastic nose
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| (Yeah, he’s plastic man)
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| He’s got plastic lips that hide his plastic teeth and gums
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| And plastic legs that reach up to his plastic bum
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| (Plastic bum)
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| Plastic man got no brain
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| Plastic man don’t feel no pain
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| Plastic people look the same
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Kick his shin or tread on his face
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| Pull his nose all over the place
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| He can’t disfigure, or disgrace
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| Plastic man (plastic man)
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| He’s got plastic flowers growing up the walls
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| He eats plastic food with a plastic knife and fork
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| He likes plastic cups and saucers 'cause they never break
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| And he likes to lick his gravy off a plastic plate
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| Plastic man got no brain
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| Plastic man don’t feel no pain
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| Plastic people look the same
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Kick his shin or tread on his face
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| Pull his nose all over the place
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| He can’t disfigure, or disgrace
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| Plastic man (plastic man)
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| He’s got a plastic wife who wears a plastic mac
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| (Yeah, he’s plastic man)
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| And his children wanna be plastic like their dad
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| (Yeah, he’s plastic man)
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| He’s got a phony smile that makes you think he understands
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| But no one ever gets the truth from plastic man (plastic man)
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| Plastic man (plastic man) |