Sisters, sisters
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There were never such devoted sisters,
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Never had to have a chaperone, No sir,
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I'm here to keep my eye on her
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Caring, sharing
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Every little thing that we are wearing
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When a certain gentleman arrived from Rome
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She wore the dress, and I stayed home
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All kinds of weather, we stick together
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The same in the rain and sun
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Two different faces, but in tight places
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We think and we act as one
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Those who have seen us *
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Know that not a thing could come between us
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Many men have tried to split us up, but no one can
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Lord help the mister who comes between me and my sister
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And Lord help the sister, who comes between me and my man
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Sisters, Sisters
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| Irving Berlin |
