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