, Brother, Pt. 2 Lyrics from "Bright Lights, Big City"
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Brother, Pt. 2 Lyricsby . From Bright Lights, Big City Brother, Pt. 2 by Michael: Brother, calling my brother Jamie: Michael, what are you doing here? Michael: What the hell’s going on with you? I’ve been calling for a week now Jamie: Yeah, I know Michael: And, so? Jamie: And, so? Michael: So, why don’t you call me back? I don’t get it This week is the anniversary Of our mother dying, brother I’ve been trying to get you Just to let you know— Jamie: You’re going to spread her ashes on the lake Michael: But not without you Brother, calling my brother Face it, Jamie, face it now It’s been tough on all of us Deal with it somehow, be a man You can do that, can’t you, brother? Jamie: I gotta go Michael: No, you’re not going anywhere Jamie: Look, don’t be an asshole, Michael Michael: Hey, Mr. Wonderful, Who galloped in from New York For the last act of Mom’s life? With your stupid rented sports car and your stupid model wife! Jamie: Shut up! Michael: Like it was some New York party you didn’t mind being late for! Jamie: Shut up! Michael: You never had to exert yourself for anything School, girls, awards, fancy jobs, They all just fell in your lap! Jamie: Shut the fuck up! Michael: Make me! [Thanks to xjesusofsuburbiaxx@yahoo.com for lyrics]
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