Little Sister

You know it's hard for me,

I cannot use the phone.

And in the shade of publicity,

no relationship is born.

And I feel like a Hercules who's recently been shorn,

but I have always loved my baby sister.

Pick me up at eight,

you'll see me on TV.

I know I don't look well,

time's not been good to me.

But please believe me,

the blame is all on me

and I have always loved my baby sister.

Remember when we were younger,

when you would wait for me at school?

Teacher's friends and brazen sins

and I was often cruel.

But you always believed in me,

you thought I was the best.

And now that I've got you alone,

let me get this off my chest.

Pick a melody,

then count from one to ten.

(Eight, nine, ten)

I'll make a rhyme up,

and then we'll try again

to laugh or cry or give a sigh

to a past that might have been

and how much I really love my baby sister,

and how much I really love my baby sister,

and how much I really love my baby sister.

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