I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don’t have time to wrap the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don’t have time to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Cookies, pies and cake
I have managed to make
Along with list after list
That I send to Saint Nick
But he hasn’t finished a single task
And I’ve taken to the flask
Oh I’m not asking for much
Just some extra time in a crunch
And I’m just gonna keep on waiting
While my nerves are grating
What more can I do?
Sometimes it is like I live in a zoo.
I just want a clone of my own
More than you could ever know
My fingers are worked to the bone
Please just give me a clone
I don’t need a flying car
Or unlimited credit at the bar
If this Christmas I get a clone to call own
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