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