Until now,
You've been without peer,
But that's changing, my dear.
With your D-
NA there'll be
Clones of you.

All your parts
Are just the same size
You've all got the same eyes
With her D-
NA there be
Clones, that's you.

On the day you all were born,
Cell matter clumped together
And united to create a fivesome crew.
Each of you has identical hair
And nose and toes and pose and eyes of blue.

From your cytoplasm girls bound;
They've got all your traits down.
With your D-
NA there be
Clones of you.

With your D-
NA there be
Clones of you.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 clones of you. . . .