Seven Sisters - The Shouting Matches

Well I know of a line of sisters

That be fating to find misters

Some of them count, already found

Until they’re out all over town

I want to look, yet they’re so far away

I can’t find my lover

I can’t find my lover

I can’t find my lover

Got a Chevrolet and Porsche and misses

Then there’s Aston and Lexus, just switch it

When you’re old, you’re gonna try to resist it

You’re just paying the whole time to kiss them

Already left, it’s a quarter to two

Heard of the curse, well I’m living proof

Part of the top and they’re already full

I can’t find my lover

I can’t find my lover

I can’t find my lover