A Dear Dad, I know you’re proud of me even though you’ve never said it wellD E A I know you are, and I know that talking can be hard And I think I’ve proven myself to be naturally responsibleD E A D And I want my mustang back. I want to cruise down Kirkwood,E A Make the other cruisers envy meE A I want to rip down the highways, leave a cloud of jealousyD E The car was nothing but a junk heap, when you bought it for me when I wasA FourteenD E A We fixed it up together, and honestly I think you can fix anythingE A And I know you’re proud of me because I’m living my dreamsD E A E A So please, please, please, don’t worry about me. Please don’t worry about meA Dear mom, I know that you’re afraidD E A You’ve got every right to be, growing up with nothing to born to have a dream And I know there’s a crook inside of you, just dying to get outD E A D And you would hide me from the cops, if they came knocking at your houseE A You would drive my getaway car, that’s just the way you are You’ve gotta mothers heartD You’ve gotta mothers heartE You’ve gotta mothers heartA You’ve gotta mothers heartA D And I’m sorry that I’ve always forgot your birthdayE And you never forgot mineA D And I’m sorry that I haven’t given you any grandkidsE A And I’m sorry that I don’t have a wifeE A D E A And I’m sorry that the way I live my life, isn’t the way you think is rightD E A But you’ve raised me well, and I think I came out alrightE A Even though your ashamed of me for being such a thiefE A Well I know you still love me, and I admire your honestyD E A D So please, please, please, don’t worry about meE A Please don’t worry about me
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