Have you noticed little brothers
Are often dressed like circus clowns?
It’s all because we have to wear
Our brother’s stupid hand-me-downs.

My mother says that I’m lucky
Because my clothes are all broke in.
All of my jeans are right in style
Because the knees are getting thin.

We never have those itchy tags
In the shirts we have to wear.
If they’re not colors that we like,
We very soon learn not to care.

If hand-me-downs must be my lot,
I’ll be the first to tell you, Mister,
I’m glad I’ve got a bigger brother
And not a bigger sister.