There is this thing about Fathers They live in their own zone They tell you, "Hi, how are you?" And then hand your mom the phone At things like sharing feelings Let's admit they are not great But the lucky ones have daughters Like my Jennifer and Kate Just as they were as children So they are as women now So different from each other Yet they're so alike somehow Each one an individual Each one a sovereign state For there's no one else remotely Like my Jennifer and Kate I see their mother in the way They love this family They give this family the love Their mother gives to me It's Jennifer the scholar Jennifer the mom And when the world goes crazy Then it's Jennifer the calm While Kate the aunt from heaven Serves up heaven on a plate For their father thanks his angel For his Jennifer and Kate I see their mother in the way They love this family They give this family the love Their mother gives to me There is this thing about Fathers They live in their own zone They tell you, "Hi, how are you?" And then hand your mom the phone At things like sharing feelings Let's admit they are not great But the lucky ones have daughters Like my Jennifer and Kate Oh, their fathers thanks his angels For his Jennifer and Kate