Say hello to Grandpa Pussyhands
The most sexual pop-pop in the land
Get a lap dance in his wheelie chair
If you don't care-what's with his hands
Stay away from Grandpa Cosbyhands
Laugh a little say you're too much
Dance the can-can for a couple clams
Waitresses shudder at his touch
Aww, Pop Pop Pop
Drop a time on Granpa Pussy Hans
Hey! Look up, the Pussyman In The Moon
I didn't see nothing, if he asks, Gary Busey hands
He'll be there, I'll be coming too
Say good bye to Grandpa Pussyhands
At least he died doing what loved
If what he loved was walking in front of vans
His last words were "here I come"
Aww, Pop Pop Pop
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Say hello to Grandpa Pussyhands
The most sexual pop-pop in the land
Get a lap dance in his wheelie chair
If you don't care-what's with his hands
Stay away from Grandpa Cosbyhands
Laugh a little say you're too much
Dance the can-can for a couple clams
Waitresses shudder at his touch
Aww, Pop Pop Pop
Drop a time on Granpa Pussy Hans
Hey! Look up, the Pussyman In The Moon
I didn't see nothing, if he asks, Gary Busey hands
He'll be there, I'll be coming too
Say good bye to Grandpa Pussyhands
At least he died doing what loved
If what he loved was walking in front of vans
His last words were "here I come"
Aww, Pop Pop Pop
The most sexual pop-pop in the land
Get a lap dance in his wheelie chair
If you don't care-what's with his hands
Stay away from Grandpa Cosbyhands
Laugh a little say you're too much
Dance the can-can for a couple clams
Waitresses shudder at his touch
Aww, Pop Pop Pop
Drop a time on Granpa Pussy Hans
Hey! Look up, the Pussyman In The Moon
I didn't see nothing, if he asks, Gary Busey hands
He'll be there, I'll be coming too
Say good bye to Grandpa Pussyhands
At least he died doing what loved
If what he loved was walking in front of vans
His last words were "here I come"
Aww, Pop Pop Pop
Writer: David Brown, Jared Morris, Matthew Schmidt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid