All things considered I think you guys turned out okay
Considering how I was raised
Considering it was just me for a bit

On a single salary
Working for the state
Child support division
Never asked for child support.
Put you both through college.
I think you both turned out okay
Remember California, the beach trips to Wildwood and Lavalette
The Yankees games, Rangers games, Scrabble games, the pool table, the pinball machine
This is all so cool.
You guys turned out okay.
I hope you know I did the best I could.
Remember quitting smoking, sneaking cigarettes, tanning in the sun, swinging the bat, hobbling to first, remember not getting old.
You’re both getting older, but you turned out okay?
Considering who my father was,
Beat me for using my left hand,
I should have been an ax murderer.
I’m sorry I wasn’t perfect
But you’re both still okay?
Remember Jersey City, Poplar Street, longing for California, Saint Peter’s College, Nichols College, St Michaels, Remember the nuns beat me, remember who my father was.
I was premature
I was waiting for the aliens to come
I found things to make me happy
Remember the records, the horror memorabilia, when the Rangers won the Stanley cup.
All these things we’ve been considering
But are you guys doing okay?
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