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Dear Dad
I know you're proud of me
Even though you've never said it well
I know you are and I know talking can be hard
And I think I've proven myself to be financially responsible
And I want my Mustang back
I wanna cruise down Kirkwood, make the other cruisers envy me
I wanna rip down the highway, leave a cloud of jealousy
That car was nothing but a junkie when you bought it for me when I was fourteen
We fixed it up together
Honestly, I think you can fix anything
And I know you're proud of me because I'm living my dreams
So please, please, please
Don't worry about me
Please don't worry about me

Dear Mom
I know that you're afraid
You've got every right to be
Growing up with nothing
Too poor to have a dream
And I know there's a crook inside of you just dying to get out
And you would hide me from the cops if they came knocking at your house
You would drive my getaway car, that's just the way you are
You got a mother's heart
You got a mother's heart
You got a mother's heart
You got a mother's heart
And I'm sorry that I've always forgot your birthday and you've never forgot mine
And I'm sorry I haven't given you any grandkids
And I'm sorry that I don't have a wife
And I'm sorry if the way that I live my life isn't the way you think is right
But you raised me well
And I think that I came out alright
And even though you're ashamed of me for being such a thief
Well I know you still love me and I admire your honesty
So please, please, please
Don't worry about me
Please don't worry about me