Lyrics

Big thanks to KJ Ohnstad for contributing great vocals and ideas. This also features an appearance by the littlest Little living in my house, and to whom I am related by DNA.



C’mon grandpa, what are we even doing out here, grandpa?

Just the two of us (just the two of us)

From the first time Michael tried to place you in my hands
I said, “C’mon man, don’t you know who I am?
“How ‘bout just hold my finger, yeeeah, now I’ve had enough
“His name is ‘Walker,’ right? Shouldn’t he be standing up?”
Was I at the hospital that first night?
Nah, I was in New York, trying to stay outta sight
Grandma tries to pick you up, now you’re getting upset
It makes me so happy when she’s distressed
Then my son asks me, watch Bootsie please?
I say, “Sure thing, whatever you need”
Then as Michael and Liz start to walk out the room
I call the sitter for you

Just the three of us, hired the teen from down the street
Just the three of us (just the three of us)
Just the three of us, but I don’t think that they need me
Just the two of them, so I’ll leave

Where’s my inheritance, grandpa?