"...She looks like a real thing
She tastes like a real thing
My fake plastic love...
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
And it wears me out... And it wears me out...
If I could be who you wanted, all the time..."

Radiohead - Fake Plastic Trees




A "musica da propaganda do carlinhos" tem a manha...
:~