Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Marty Balin
Chant
Grace Slick
Chant
Jack Casady
Basse
Jorma Kaukonen
Guitare principale
Paul Kantner
Chant
Spencer Dryden
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Marty Balin
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Rick Jarrard
Production
Bob Irwin
Ingénierie de mastérisation
David Hassinger
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
Her neon mouth with a blinking soft smile
Nothin' but electric sign
You could say she has an individual style
She's a part of a carnival time
Super sealed lady, chrome colored clothes
You wear 'cause you have no other
But I suppose no one knows
You're my plastic fantastic lover
Her rattlin' cough never shuts off
Is nothing but a used machine
Her aluminum finish, slightly diminished
Is the best I ever have seen
Cosmetic baby, plugged into me
And never, ever find another
And I realize no one's wise
To my plastic fantastic lover
The electrical dust is starting to rust
Her trapezoid thermometer taste
All the red tape is mechanical rape
Of the TV program waste
Data control and IBM
Science is mankind's brother
But all I see is draining me
On my plastic fantastic lover
Writer(s): Marty Balin
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