In this world we all have a double It's you with a growth of designer stubble Only 2 foot shorter like Barney Rubble Strutting the scene with a jive and a walk But unlike you they've got the talk And being a sworn religeon they wouldnt eat no pork Do they have the same luck in life like me, I've had none Or did they take a different path and become a priest or a nun Maybe they might have robbed a bank and are still on the run Who knows what we might have done in a time of another A new life as an imposter acting as twin sister or twin brother Or always acting as a fraud as life is just a cover Your double could be the kindest soul but of that we'll never know Just the luck of the dice in life we throw I suppose Yet they could just be the rhyming reverse off this, Not like you, your double, trouble