Please come to Boston was playin' on the radio
He asked me to go I thought, "what the hell?"
It's the same old story, ain't there always a man involved
The whole thing wreaks of alcohol and somebody ends up in jailSee, my sister Gina, she always was the pretty one
Just like Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany's
She coulda had any man so I thought he was just another one
Till that no tell motel shotgun epiphanyMy baby sister, sweet baby sister
I shoulda known blood is thicker than the love
My baby sister, sweet baby sister
I knew you were a pistol, but I never knew you owned a gun
She busted down the door, room 5 at the Family Inn
My joy ride to New England ended with a bang
She said, "wait till I tell mama", and shot out the TV set
Crushed out her cigarette and turned the gun on Bobby RayMy baby sister, sweet baby sister
I shoulda known blood is thicker than the love
My baby sister, sweet baby sister
I knew you were a pistol, but I never knew you owned a gunI visit Gina upstate every Saturday
Bring her smokes and Gatorade and we don't talk about Bobby Ray
My baby sister, sweet baby sister
I'm sure glad blood is thicker than the love
My baby sister, sweet baby sister
I knew you were a pistol, but I never knew you owned a gun
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