(I still have the shake in my voice   And I'm going to sing you this song)      I don't know you from Adam, it could make my day   If you leave me a message I'll give it away   'Cause the most perfect strangers that you can talk to   Are the ones who pretend that you're not really you      Are with any attempts here to play Frankenstein   Come with plenty of chances for changing your mind   When you're building your own creation   Nothing's better than real than a real   Imitation      I won't find it fantastic or think it absurd   When the gun in the first act goes off in the third   'Cause it's rare that you ever know what to expect   From a guy made of corpses with bolts in his neck      If the creature is limping the parts are in place   With a mind of its own and a fist for a face   Say hello to your new creation   Now it's better than real   It's a real imitation      You may wonder what the catch is   As we batten down the hatches      And when later we find that the thing we devised   Has the villagers clamouring for it's demise   We will have to admit the futility of   Trying to make something more of this jerry-built love      And you'll notice it bears a resemblance to   Everything I imagined I wanted from you   But at least it's my own creation   And it's better than real   It's a real imitation