Elvis Costello - Big Sister Lyrics

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Sheep to the slaughter 
Oh, this must be love 
All your sons and daughters in a strangle, all with a kid glove 
Eyes like saucers; oh, you think she's a dish 
She is the blue chip that belongs to the big fish 
Big sister will be watching over you 
Sister see, sister do 
She's got to save me 
She's got you playing Russian Roulette 
Sport of kings, the old queen's heart 
The prince of darkness stole some tart 
It's in the papers, it's in the charts 
It's in the stop press before it all starts 

With a hammer and a slap 'n' tickle in inquisitive garments 
With all the style and finesse of the purchase of armaments 
Compassion went out of fashion, that's all your concernment 
Sweat it out for thirty seconds on all the prudeness 

Big sister will be watching over you 
Sister see, sister do 
She's got to save me 
She's got you playing Russian Roulette 
She's got to save me 
She's got you playing Russian Roulette

Send "Big Sister" ringtones to your cell

lyrics submitted on 06-06-2005
lyrics corrected on 06-06-2005