A little DNA--it was just what the shyster* planned fer.
He was splittin' strands with somatic-cell nuclear transfer.
Then I waited for several days,
Till I had my man, named Jose.
He was new, fast he grew; as we leave
Doc says, "Now, please pay, yeah."

Comfortable with my cloned sir;
He's like me, this man,
Dome wig and dope bong.
Comfortable with my cloned sir;
I was alone, but now he tags along.

We wear the same-size pants
Though his arms in my shirts fit tight in.
And the doc had said, "Don't piss
Him off; he gets miffed from excitin'."
He tried playing guitar in A--
Bad mood: Jose threw away
That Strat new; it's brand new; now it's junk.
Lithium saved the day.

Comfortable with my cloned sir;
He's lightened, this man,
A Lithium pawn.
Comfortable with my cloned sir;
I was alone, but now he tags along.

His regimen stopped;
Now he's looking like my enemy.
Then I heard Jose say,
"Man you know, you've earned my enmity."
I'd shop for a shrink for my man.
Oops, an oafish wimp-schmo I am.
Then the guy strode my way;
Now I fear the strength of Jose, yeah.

Cholerful is my cloned sir;
I don't like this man,
He's treating me wrong.
Combatful is my cloned sir;
He is well toned. . .
Unlike me--mighty strong

Pow-pow-pow-pow-pow-pow
Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
Meow-meow-meow-meow-meow-meow


*In "SOB," Robert Preston, playing a dubious doctor, corrects someone who had calls him a "shyster": "A shyster is an unscrupulous lawyer. An unscrupulous doctor is a quack!"