Sister Big Stuff Songtext
von John Holt

Sister big stuff
Who do you think you are?
Sister big stuff
You′re never gonna get my love

Not because you wear all those fancy clothes (ooh, ooh, yeah)
Drive around in a big fine car (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Oh yes, you do now

Do you think I can't afford to give away my love? (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
You think you′re higher than every star above

Sister big stuff
Tell me, who do you think you are?
Sister big stuff
Oh yeah, you're never gonna get my love


Now, I know all about the boys I've seen you with (ooh, ooh, yeah)
I know you broke their hearts one after another, bit by bit (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
You made them cry, many poor boys cry (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
When they′re trying to keep you happy
You try to keep them satisfied

Sister big stuff
Tell me, who do you think you are?
Sister big stuff
You′re never gonna get my love

Rather give my love to a plain Jane (ooh, ooh, yeah)
That has a love that's true than to get hurt by you (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
′Cause when I give my love
I want love in return (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Now, I know this is a lesson
Sister big stuff, you haven't learned

Sister big stuff
Oh yeah, who do you think you are?
Sister big stuff
Oh yeah, you′re never gonna get my love

Sister big stuff
Tell me who do you think you are?
Sister big stuff