Retirement
He’ll always be my Pepsi man
With a Diet Pepsi, in his hand
I’ll continue to sleep in my Pepsi T
Since Pepsi is a part of me
Uniform to slacks and tie
And now we’re telling Pepsi, bye
But it’s ok, I’m not sad
My daddy is a Pepsi grad
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