They call them brothers,
The color blue will tell
They call them brothers
They fight and hit and yell.
They call them brothers
The spit and burp, lots of gas
They call them brothers
You get them and you don't even ask.
They call them brothers
The ones who humble you
They call them brothers
They think differently than girls do.
They call them brothers
And although they sometimes fight with me
They are MY brothers
I love them till eternity.
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