My sister, she’s our ada ada
The light of our family
A gem in every eye
The visitors, they love the way
She smiles and she speaks and she curtsies
A pretty little bird singing a pretty little tune
Doing the prettiest little dance
They do not see her piercings in places only her men can see.
My sister, she’s our ada ada
She and our mother
They say they are the best of friends
“She’s a good girl like I was at her age”
“I couldn’t have asked for a better daughter oh”
My sister, she hides in the bathroom to smoke cigarettes
And masks the smell
With a bottle of perfume mother got us.
My sister, she’s our ada ada
Our father,
He didn’t grow up with much affection
But he calls us by the sweetest endearments
And he gives the best forehead kisses
My sister, she loves a rough tumble with boys who are nothing like our father
I hear her scream and moan, and it sounds like sin.
My sister, she’s our ada ada
The light of our family; a gem in every eye
Mother’s best friend, father’s sweet angel
I’m the only one who sees the china doll crack
She pulls a bottle of vodka from her hiding place,
Puts a finger to her lips, “Shhh”
Takes a long sip and says,
“Never forget – perfection is overrated and appearances can be deceiving, baby girl”.
