Big Sister |
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Big Sister Lyrics |
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 Sheep to the slaughterOh, this must be love All your sons and daughters in a strangle, all with a kid glove Eyes like saucers; oh, you think she`s a dish She is the blue chip that belongs to the big fish Big sister will be watching over you Sister see, sister do She`s got to save me She`s got you playing Russian Roulette Sport of kings, the old queen`s heart The prince of darkness stole some tart It`s in the papers, it`s in the charts It`s in the stop press before it all starts With a hammer and a slap `n` tickle in inquisitive garments With all the style and [finese] purchase of armaments Compassion went out of fashion, that`s all your concernment Sweat it out for thirty seconds on all the prudeness Big sister will be watching over you Sister see, sister do She`s got to save me She`s got you playing Russian Roulette She`s got to save me She`s got you playing Russian Roulette |
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