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ترانه و شعر با صدای 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
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