Lyrics:

There's a round-up at the love corral
And the air is full of dust
And I think it's going pretty well
But I'm trying to adjust
As we walked along the boulevard
With a hand in hand in hand
And who cares if people stare at us
'Cause they'll never understand

Sisters, where is the jealousy? Is it there?
Sisters, is this a felony anywhere?
Who cares? I see a double moon in the sky
Sisters, an oversupply

Do I have to be a diplomat (Sisters)
When I hear you fuss and fight?
Do I have to be an acrobat
As I try to get it right?
There's a double moon up in the sky (Sisters)
And it's shining down on me
And I know that I'm a lucky guy
That's my biography

Sisters, where is the jealousy? Is it there?
Sisters, is this a felony anywhere?
Who cares? I see a double moon in the sky
Sisters, an oversupply


My arms are full, my lips are sore
By morning, we could face the light

And I know if I was wrong for you (Sisters)
I would feel a little down (Sisters)
(My arms are full, my lips are sore
By morning, we could face the light)
Well, it wouldn't be disastrous
I would still have you around

Sisters, where is the jealousy? Is it there?
Sisters, is this a felony anywhere?
Who cares? I see a double moon in the sky
Sisters, an oversupply

Sisters, sisters, sisters, sisters
Sisters, sisters