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