Don't Try To Make Me Real

RAY:
Ruth, what do you really want? What are you doing here?
Make me of clay, make me of steel
But whatever you do dont try and make me real
Make me your dream, a secretive deal
But dont ever scheme to try and make me real
Stop trying to make me real
I havent got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just cant feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
Make me of **** in a two-tenner deal
Make me of pornography in a pedophile wheel
Whatever I do, whatever I feel
By your double standard, I will never be real
Stop trying to make me real
I havent got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just cant feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me
Why cant you settle for a fantasy?
Youre so convinced that Im the man to see
I cant live up to
What you give up to
I fail to see the perfect man in me
Make me from your magazine, a listed ideal
Dress me in the dolls house your knickers conceal
Make me your brother-lover beau-ideal
But you will soon discover lover cant be real
Stop trying to make me real
I havent got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just cant feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
Stop trying to make me real
I havent got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just cant feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
Dont try to make me real, Oh no
Ive got no sympathy
Sympathy for someone trying to make me real
Stop trying to make me real
I havent got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just cant feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real