Ease up, kid, it’s loneliness, you’re all alone in the world; your father, your mother, your faith, they can’t help you, nobody helps anybody, you only help yourself, and that’s why she'll be here, because you'll be inseparable, and you’ll take care of everything.

- My version

Ease up, kid, it’s loneliness, you’re all alone in the world; your father, your mother, your faith, they can’t help you, nobody helps anybody, you only help yourself, and that’s why I’m here, because we are inseparable, and we’ll take care of everything.

— original version, John Fante, 1933 Was a Bad Year