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By Paul Reisler w/ Terri Allard & Mr. Nicholson's 5th grade, Broadus Wood
My sister laughs too much
She thinks everything I say is funny
She imitates my every move
Just like she's a dummy
My sister reads too much
She's blonde but she thinks she's smart
Maybe she's not so sharp
âcause she's always in the dark
I don't know what's wrong with my sister
She's 12, she doesn't sleep late
She brushes her teeth one by one
Changing her clothes is her idea of fun
My sister drives me nuts
I wish she'd take me to the ice cream shop
If I had lots of cash
I'd buy her a Sundae with a cherry on top
I don't know what's wrong with my sister
She's 12, she doesn't sleep late
She brushes her teeth one by one
Changing her clothes is her idea of fun
She's O.K., maybe I'll let her stay
Maybe I won't even sell her on e-bay
I better listen to what my mother has to say
That me and my sister are just the same
We're twins!
My sister talks too much
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
She's such a chatterbox
She's gonna wear out her jaw
My sister and I really love each other
But don't get me started on my brother