I skipped the big dance on Saturday night
Just to be in the house by myself for some writing
I made a few snacks and I watched an old "Cheers"
Played a few tapes and I drank a fake beer
I washed all the dishes and vacuumed the rug
Played with the cats and I folded some clothes
Give me the time and I'll find the distraction
And try not to think about what we've been talking about
Kids, should we have 'em or shouldn't we?
Kids, you've been ticking and I've got the batteries
Too old to jump in with youthful naiveté
Too young to give up the should we or shouldn't we?
Kids
When I was a kid I thought I wouldn't marry
Until I was plenty old, say, about thirty
My own dad was forty three when I was born
I was sure I'd be younger than that when I had my own
Kids, but we're busy, successful and
Kids, demanding attention and stressful
Not even to mention complete transformation
Of life as we know it, will I ever be ready for
Kids
Last year I had coffee with Shel Silverstein
For me it was kind of an honor
He asked if I had any kids, I said no
He said, "Gotta do that."
I said, "Oh."
So you say we just take the plunge and decide to
And I say I need some more time
But that link's getting old, too
As old as the person whose using it
He needs to be surer he's willingly choosing it
Kids, all the responsibilities
Kids, all the sacrifice and the anxiety
But what greater purpose than making a baby
You say you're ready and I'm always maybe to
Kids