Lyrics

[Intro] Yo, gather round, it's story time, About grandma's moves, so sublime. Grandpa's in his chair, with a gleam in his eye, As grandma starts twerking, reaching for the sky. In their cozy den, the scene's set to unfold, With grandma's twerking, a sight to behold. [Verse] She's breaking it down, like a twerk machine, Grandpa's cheering loud, "You're a wrinkly queen!" (High blood pressure) Her hips don't lie, they're in perfect sync, In their love dance, they're on the brink. (osteoporosis) With every shake, she steals the show, Grandpa's heart racing, ready to go. (Can't get it up, heart attack) [Verse] She's breaking it down, like a twerk machine, Grandpa's cheering loud, "You're a wrinkly queen!" (Osteoporosis!) Her hips don't lie, they're in perfect sync, In their love dance, they're on the brink (Can't get it up Heart attack!) With every shake, she steals the show, Grandpa's heart racing, ready to go. (High blood pressure) [Verse] Grandpa's eyes wide, as grandma grooves, Her moves so smooth, it's hard to prove (dick). She's twerking away, with all her might, In their love story, it's love at first sight (Presbyopia). OSTEOPOROSIS! (Ouch my back!) Oh fuck, am having a Stroke! (Am dying help!) (Rest in peace, Grandpa)