Sister Brother – The Afghan Whigs

(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)

Eat my imagination
Taste my imaginary friend
Because I’m not hungry anymore
I know your ass is fine
But I’m the only one who can
Say
That it’s mine

Sister, I’m your brother now
Be your hog, you’ll be my sow
I’m your brother now

Look, I got someone else’s lies
Already told
But there was some I shoulda tried

I know your ass is fine
But I’m the only one who can
Say it’s mine

Sister, I’m your brother now
Be your hog, you’ll be my sow
I’m your brother now
I’m your brother now

And they say you’ll turn on me
I just hope you don’t turn out like me

(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)
(Come on)

And they say you’ll turn on me
I just hope you don’t turn out like me

Sister, I’m your brother now
Be your hog, you’ll be my sow
I’m your brother now
I’m your brother now
I’m your brother now
I’m the only one
I’m the only one
I’m the only one
I know your ass is fine
But I’m the only one who one who can
Say
That’s it mine