(Sung to song of same name)

*Chorus*
I'm my own grandpa,
I'm my own grandpa,
It sounds funny I know,
But it's really so,
I'm my own grandpa.

Many, Many years ago,
When I was twenty three,
I was married to a widow,
Who was pretty as can be.
This widow had a grownup daughter,
Who had hair of red.
My father fell in love with her,
And soon the two were wed.

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This made my pa my son-in-law,
Which changed my very life,
My daughter was my mother,
For she was my father's wide.
And to complicate the matter,
Even though it brought me joy,
I soon became the father of,
A bouncing baby boy.

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This little baby then
Became the brother of my dad.
So became my uncle
Though it made me sad.
Cos tho' he was my uncle
He also was the brother
Of the grownup daughter
Who of course was my step mother.

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My father's wife then had a son,
Who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandchild
For he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my father's mother,
And it makes me blue.
Because although she is my wife,
She's my grandmother too.

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Now if my wife is my grandmother,
I am her grandchild.
And every time I think of it,
It really drives me wild.
Now I have become the strangest
Case you ever saw.
As am the husband of my grandmother.
I am my own grandpa...

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