Aren't we a fright?
Aren't we a pair?
Someone who looks just like me
Standing right over there
Send in the clones

Isn't it strange?
Isn't it weird?
He's got my hair, my eyes, my nose
My stubbly beard
Send in the clones

Just when I thought
I was alone
This geezer shows up
A dead ringer right down to the bone
Making an image of me from a strand of my hair
I'm not sure that that's right
But it's too late to care

Don't you love twins?
Real work of art
Two peas in a pod
Though born decades apart
Send in the clones
I need some more clones

Ain't it a fright?
Isn't it hell
Growing an army of me
From just one little cell
To conquer the world
A dream I hold dear
If not tonight,
Well, maybe next year