Doub, doub, doub, double me, doc.
Make a familiar friend, yeah--
Playmate with whom I can talk.
Clone me, I'm lonely.

Clone me, I'm lonely (doub, doub, doub, double me, doc)
'Cause my company I'd like (make a familiar friend, yeah)
Clone me, I'm lonely (doub, doub, doub, double me, doc)
I will get a tandem bike (so we can pedal, not walk)

Another of me--
We'll do two-part
Singing together. . .
Shop at Wal-Mart.

So clone me, I'm lonely:
Two guys; eight eyes.
Clone me, I'm lonely

Doub, doub, doub, double me, doc.
Make a familiar friend, yeah--
Playmate with whom I can talk.
Clone me, I'm lonely

Clone me, I'm lonely,
So there will be me and you.
Clone me, I'm lonely,
Where there once was one, now two.

I'll let him borrow my brand-new pants.
It will cause sorrow
If by some chance his gut should shake
And some stitching should break.
Clothes breech--his loins see.

Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum see. . .gawk.