Question

Son, she said, have I got a little story for you
What you thought was your daddy was nothin' but a
While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen
Your real daddy was dyin'
Sorry you didn't see him
But I'm glad we talked
Oh I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey, I, I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey I, oh, I'm still alive

Oh, she walks slowly, across a young man's room
She said I'm ready for you
I can't remember anything to this very day
Except the look, the look
Oh, you know where, now I can't see, I just stare
I, I'm still alive