rosemary clooney – sisters

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Sisters, sistersThere were never such devoted sistersNever had to have a chaperon, no sirI’m here to keep my eye on herCaring, sharingEvery little thing that we are wearingWhen a certain gentleman arrived from RomeShe wore the dress and I stayed home
All kinds of weatherWe stick togetherThe same in the rain or sunTwo different facesBut in tight placesWe think and we act as one
Those who’ve seen usKnow that not a thing can come between usMany men have tried to split us up but no one canLord, help the misterWho comes between me and my sisterAnd Lord, help the sister who comes between me and my man
All kinds of weatherWe stick togetherThe same in the rain or sunTwo different facesBut in tight placesWe think and we act as one, aha
Those who’ve seen usKnow that not a thing could come between usMany men have tried to split us up but no one canLord, help the misterWho comes between me and my sisterAnd Lord, help the sister who comes between me and my man
SistersSistersSister, don’t come between me and my man

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