She walks like a fox, a door full of locks
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And when she stands, you know it
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Red silk sash, a man with a stash
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Or whoever supports it
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Feel free to look at me
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She says with a smile
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But pay if you plan to stay
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So I can keep you on file
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But pay if you plan to stay
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So I can keep you on file
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Sister Sister
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What did you do to me
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Sister Sister
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Mama sure would hate to see
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Sister Sister
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What did you do to me
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Sister Sister
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Oh Sister Sister
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Plastic face, fancy black lace
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And she wears it with glory
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A care free child, a kiss, a smile
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And she'll make it into a story
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One night lover mostly under the covers
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As she sweats it out for money
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She'll fake her way so you can play
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And then call you honey
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She'll fake her way so you can play
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And then call you honey
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Chorus
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Tight blue jeans and real bad scenes
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And eyes red with fire
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Bein' good in bed must of went to her head
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Cause she's out there for hire
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Simple ways and bright red shades
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Dressed fit to kill
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Quiet zippers, all night rippers
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Tellin' her to lie still
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Quiet zippers, all night rippers
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Tellin' her to lie still
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Chorus
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Sister Sister
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Sister Sister
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| Head East |
