I was standing on the corner When and where I met my sister I said I was glad to see her And I told her how I¹d missed her Then this other girl, she came passing by I looked at her, and wondered why I was standing on the corner... She had two breasts, just like my sister And long hair, like my sister And painted lips, like my sister She wore a skirt of flowered fabric And she wore sandals, like my sister¹s And she was dragged away by two fellow officers And she screamed in the middle of the street And her sandals trailed behind her And her feet were bleeding And my uniform felt dirty And from behind the house my mother called my sister And came up to her, and took her inside And she closed the window And dragged her away by her hair To the darkest corner of the room And she was standing in the corner...