Bad Cover Version lyrics

Artist  : Pulp 
Song : Bad Cover Version



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 The word's on the street: 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 life-like effect.

Aah, sing your song about all the sad imitations
that got it so wrong
It's like a later "Tom & Jerry" when the two of
them could talk
Like the Stones since the Eighties, like the last
days of Southfork. 
Like "Planet of the Apes" on TV, the second side
of "'Til the Band Comes in"
Like an own-brand box of cornflakes: he's going
to let you down my friend.