Sundaes on a Sunday Afternoon Lyrics

They say she's gonna spoil her grandkids

But she don't believe it, what are grandmas for anyway?

And they say she's gotta teach 'em moderation

Or else those little brats'll just expect they can get their own way

But she smiles as she orders another scoop

To rouse and rile her little troops

Five plastic spoons

And sundaes on a Sunday afternoon

They say she's gonna make 'em diabetic

But you must be a heretic to talk about Grandma that way

And she knows they won't be young forever

They will get old and clever and forget about these foolish ways

And she knows there'll be time for foods that are green

Maybe in their late teens

But until then, this will do

Sundaes on a Sunday afternoon

Ah

Ah

Ah

Ah

And she says, she ain't gonna die tomorrow

So don't you feel no sorrow for Grandma no way no how

But she says, she's just like everyone

She should have had more fun but she's making up for that right now