Latter Day Lady

Latter Day Lady There’s a Mona Lisa grin to her lips, As she rocks in her nursing home chair; Rocking, Rocking. Her smiling eyes focus on the wall, But there’s no TV there, she’s Rocking, Rocking. Should you see what she sees, You would dance with a Ziegfield girl; Rocking, Rocking. Her grin is a bit more discerning, William Powell kissing her secretly; Rocking, Rocking. Her family so proud wished she’d wed; She preferred the glamourous life. Rocking, Rocking. At the Oscars she’s standing to applause; A red carpet no stranger to her. Rocking, Rocking. The Cary Grant we never knew, Is holding this girl in his arms, and They’re rocking, rocking, rocking, rocking……