Bill Ricchini - Like An X-Ray lyrics

We're sleeping underneath the plastic trees Turn off the sun the wax fruit tastes lovely We ride the waves of simulated surf We make love on the fresh cut Astroturf Memorized Lines Rehearse the Play See right through me Like an X-ray You're robbing a bank with a fake toy gun You're captured in a bad TV rerun You won the race against my one track mind Standing in place the mountain I must climb Die on the vine Beautiful day See right through me Like an X-ray I guess it was an Ordinary Time Nothing special Forget it nevermind