Little Plastic Castle

In a coffee shop, in a city

Which is every coffee shop in every city

On a day, which is every day

I picked up a magazine, which is every magazine

I read a story and then I forgot it right away

And they say goldfish have no memory

I guess their lives are much like mine

And the little plastic castle is a surprise every time

And it's hard to say if they're happy

But they don't seem much to mind

Yeehaw

From the shape of your shaved head, I recognized your silhouette

As you walked out of the sun and sat down

And the sight of your sleepy smile eclipsed all the other people

As they paused to sneer at the two girls from out of town

And I said, "Look at you this morning, you are by far the cutest

But be careful getting coffee, I think these people wanna shoot us

Or maybe there's some kind of local competition here

To see who can be the rudest"

And people talk about my image

Like I come in two dimensions

Like lipstick is a sign of my declining mind

Like what I happen to be wearing

The day that someone takes a picture

Is my new statement for all of womankind, yeah

And I wish they could see us now

In leather bras and rubber shorts

Like some ridiculous new team uniform

For some ridiculous new sport

Quick, someone call the girl police

And, and file a report

In a coffee shop, in a city

Which is every coffee shop in every city

On a day, which is every day