Sunday, May 15, 2005

Sisters

Sisters, sisters, there were never such devoted sisters,
never had to have a chaperone, no sir,
I'm there to keep my eye on her

Caring, sharing, every little thing that we are wearing
When a certain gentleman arrived from Rome,
she wore the dress, and I stayed home.

All kinds of weather, we stick together
the same in the rain and sun
two different faces, but in tight places
we think and we act as one.

Those who've seen us know that not a thing could come between us
many men have tried to split us up[!!!!], but no one can
Lord help the mister who comes between me and my sister
and Lord help the sister who comes between me and my man.
from White Christmas, Irving Berlin




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