My Old Lady Rocks
My Old Lady Rocks
Shes sure to knock off your socks
Her name is Sadie
and she's no Lady
She's 92 and can do the Wazoo
Yea, my old Lady Rocks
Old tunes she hums, She plays the drums
Today Sadie chews with her gums
Yet her beauty still Hauntingly numbs
Cause this old Lady rocks
In the haunted house of Botox
If Sadie smiles sweetly at you
You'll know her intention is true
She wants a dance, a brief romance
In a vortex hole of Charleston, Lindy and Tango
In a place that roared, you'll know you scored
If Sadie chooses you to rock in an era she adored
So put on your dancing shoes
To the music.. allow yourself to fuse
Sadie has no time to snooze
She chooses to rock around the clock
With no time to loose, shes on auto cruise
Yea my old Lady rocks
Copyright © Donna Roberts | Year Posted 2017
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