Текст песни Older Sister - Carly Simon
She
rides
in
the
front
seat...
She′s
my
older
sister.
She
knows
her
power
over
me.
She
goes
to
bed
an
hour
later
than
I
do
When
she
turns
the
lights
out
What
does
she
think
about?
And
what
does
she
do
in
the
daylight
that
makes
her
so
great?
Oh,
but
to
be...
Oh,
but
to
be
Oh,
but
to
be
I'd
like
to
be...
My
older
sister...
She
flies
through
the
back
door.
She′s
my
older
sister.
She
throws
French
phrases
'round
the
room.
She
has
ice
skates
and
legs
that
fit
right
in.
She's
wicked
to
all
the
beaming
dreamers
who
later
Boast
of
an
evening
by
her
fiery
side.
Oh
but
to
be...
I′d
like
to
be
Please
let
me
be
Oh
let
me
be...
My
older
sister...
And
in
her
black
gymnastic
tights
She
runs
into
some
elastic
nights
Sophisticated
sister
sings
for
the
soldiers
of
the
soccer
team.
Their
silver
ideas
and
sororities
They
tinker
with
love
and
their
Model
T′s
Oh
Lord...
Won't
you
let
me
be
her
for
just
one
day?
She
turns
everybody′s
heads
While
I
wear
her
last
year's
threads
With
patches
and
stitches
and
a
turned
up
hem.
Oh
but
to
be...
Oh
but
to
be
I′d
like
to
be
Just
once
to
be...
My
older
sister...
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