I Love My Sister
Carol
She grabbed my sister Carol she was only thirteen
Didn't know that Ghetto mother could be so mean
She lashed her own daughter for her lazy left eye
Never brought us a tissue to wipe her pretty eyes
Her hair she said is nappy to her Carol was not cute
My mother liked me better but to Carol she was brute
I am the raving beauty with a fine grade of hair
Whips punches, scratches, Carol's weeping over there
Saddest heart, I can feel it loving through this hurtful pain
Never fretting that her mother beat her all again
No love for Carol
Sister, I have your defense
Bringing water from the faucet now rinse, rinse, rinse
I hid my sister Carol and I did it out of fear
Hiding in the closet trying to get her out of here
Carol's "A's" stood higher than my Cee's & D's
Loves her mother same as I do but she's comforted by me
Much Love for Carol
I think about you
I will love you forever
you are Carol not Sue! Word