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Little Sisters, Little Sisters
They'll niggle and annoy you
Like a blister in your shoe
But God bless my Little Sisters
'Cause this big brother
Well he's looking out for you
I grew up with my sisters
There was Flatty, Nat and Dee
I was on my own 'til they hustled in on my territory
It's tough to be a fella
And outnumbered one to three
We'd squabble in the car
When Dad would take us for a run
The girls would get all teary and say
"Look what Adam's done"
And while the girls got ice cream
I got booted in the bum
Now we've grown up and it's been years
Since I moved away Flatty, Nat and Dee they
dropped in yesterday
We got on like a house on fire
And I wanted them To stay
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