Baby Sister

Baby sister, what a waste to see you in this place

I lose my mind from worrying over you

A bar room filled with people, higher than a steeple

But I know why you do the things you do

And I curse the man who made you what you are today

I hope he dies a thousand times, a thousand ways

Your eyes are filled with tears, let’s get out of here

For I love you baby sister, let’s go home

And I curse the man who made you what you are today

I hope he dies a thousand times, a thousand ways

Your eyes are filled with tears, let’s get out of here

For I love you baby sister, let’s go home

Yes I love you baby sister, let’s go home