Sister, sister, it's okay

We'll come together in a place one day

The problem really was she wasn't much like me

There were so many kids in the family

I really really wanted to be one of the boys

I couldn't really care for her girlish toys

I burried her dolls in the sand one day

In a beautiful pram at the top of the yard

I know she couldn't be psychologically scarred

About that beautiful pram at the top of the yard



Singin', sisterly love



Sister sister, it's okay

We'll come together in a place one day

The problem really was she wasn't much like me

There were so many kids in the family

This baby girl was a dream come true

Tell me what in the hell have i done to you?

The time has moved along and i have 2 girls now

They remind me of you and me somehow

I'm hoping and i'm praying that they both will be

More together in life than you and me