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I remember Grandpa Bobby always had to have his Pepsi.
Twelve pack upon twelve pack.
He somehow manages to drink them all.
He needed to cut back,
But I'm the same with Coca-cola.
Then again I don't drink as much.
Here he goes hitting his head again.

Grandpa Bobby loved to smoke cigarettes.
Forgetting both his daughter and granddaughters can't stand smoke.
Pack after pack he smokes away.
But the way he'd smile with a cigarette in his mouth,
I guess we just couldn't tell him to stop.
Now his heart is acting up.

Grandpa Bobby is a stubborn man.
He'll disconnect himself from his family and his daughter has to go find him.
She'll scold him until he agrees to not do it again.
It's funny seeing a parent get scolded by their child.
Just go and drink your Pepsi and smoke your cigarettes,
  Grandpa Bobby has been sick since early in his life.

Look at that, his daughter found his biological family.
He finally gets to be reunited with them.
It's time for a celebratory Pepsi and cigarette.
You just want a drink and a smoke Grandpa!
That same silly smile.
Fine, go ahead.
A grateful smile.

One day a police officer came by.
It has been confirmed that you had died. 
Grandpa Bobby you just found your mom and siblings.
Your daughter's heart can barely take it. 
We all knew you wouldn't have a long life,
But that doesn't mean anyone was ready.

Now that you're gone guess who has to clean up your stuff.
Your poor daughter doesn't even like Pepsi,
Nor does she smoke cigarettes.
But what has been left behind needs to be cleaned up.
You really do know how to break a woman's, heart.
That's why you were so loved.
But, honestly, what are we going to do with all this
Pepsi and cigarettes?

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