Sisters

There's a round-up at the love corral

And the air is full of dust

And I think it's going pretty well

But I'm trying to adjust

As we walk along the boulevard

With a hand in hand in hand

And who cares if people stare at us

Cause they'll never understand

Sisters

Where is the jealousy, is it there

Sisters

Is this a felony anywhere

Who cares

I see a double moon in the sky

Sisters

An oversupply

Do I have to be a diplomat

When I hear you fuss and fight

Do I have to be an acrobat

As I try to set it right

There's a double moon up in the sky

And it's shining down on me

And I know that I'm a lucky guy

That's my biography

Sisters

Where is the jealousy, is it there

Sisters

Is this a felony anywhere

Who cares

I see a double moon in the sky

Sisters

An oversupply

Arms are full

Lips are sore

By morning we could face the light

I would feel a little down

Well it wouldn't be disastrous

I would still have you around

Sisters

Where is the jealousy, is it there

Sisters

Is this a felony anywhere

Who cares

I see a double moon in the sky

Sisters

An oversupply