Do you really have to spoil the good times we have?
By showing me up, making me seem so bad
In front of relatives
Before some friends of mine
It cheers you up when you bring me down
Is that the way you show me your brotherly love?
You know I can't stand for myself with you above
What's the reason for all of this?
Do you just find it easy?
Is it a way to show off?
Is it jealousy?
Could you stop turning on me
I got nothing to do with a guy like you
We went far in America
Brooklyn, Broadway and the fifth avenue
I admit you gave me more than anyone
It bothers me more than anything
I admit you gave me more than anyone
And that my brother I can't bare
And that my brother I can't bare
The more and more I wonder how you can dare
Could you stop turning on me
I got nothing to do with a guy like you
We went far in America
Brooklyn, Broadway and the fifth avenue
Could you stop turning on me
I got nothing to do with a guy like you
We went far in America
Brooklyn, Broadway and the fifth avenue
Could you stop
Could you stop
I got nothing to do, oh without you