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Bad Cover Version
By Pulp
Album: We Love Life
Oh the word on the street's, you've found someone new
If he looks nothing like me, I'm so happy for you
I heard an old girlfriend has turned to the church
She's trying to replace me, but it'll never work
'Cos every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been
And every time he kisses you, it leaves behind the bitter taste of saccharine
....a bad cover version of love is not the real thing....
Bikini clad girl on the front who invited you in
Such great disappointment when you got him home
The original was so good - the one you no longer own
And every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been
And every time he kisses you, you get the taste of saccharine
It's not easy to forget me, it's so hard to disconnect
When it's electronically reprocessed to give a more lifelike effect...
oh, sing your song...
about all the sad imitations...
That got it so wrong...
It's like a later Tom and Jerry, when the two of them could talk
Like the stones since the 80's
Like the last days of Southfork
Like 'Planet of the apes' on TV
The second side of "till the band comes in"
Like a home brand box of cornflakes
He's gonna let you down my friend....
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