Mannequin

She's a mannequin I found her in the parking lot By high-end fashion boutique bins And ever since We fell in love, I've had the urge To profit her a wedding ring But it's the strangest thing If she were made of flesh and bones And hair and skin and keratin Oh, is it such a sin? But plastic eyes, and plastic limbs And metal joints and fingertips Oh, she's a mannequin She's a mannequin She's a mannequin She's a mannequin She's a mannequin How I wish She would come to life She would be my wife But she's a mannequin Like a man Like a normal man She would take my hand and sing to me But she's a mannequin If she were made of flesh and bones And hair and skin and keratin But she's a mannequin But plastic eyes, and plastic limbs And metal joints and fingertips But she's a mannequin She's a mannequin How I wish She would come to life She would be my light But she's a mannequin She's a mannequin She's a mannequin She's a mannequin She's a mannequin How I wish I would come to life I would be a wife But she's a mannequin Like a man Like a normal man I would see beneath your ugly skin But she's a mannequin And I look into her eyes Her eyes that never judge Or forge a brand new path A path that ends in love But never laugh again Or she will deep within I'm just a normal man She's a mannequin