So a rough outline is forming:
There's not much to do when you're old
And Gracie is 97
Though tonight you wouldn't know
As she snaps her fingers to the beat
And then gets to her feet
Yes, tonight Gracie is dancing.
It's not unusual to be in bed by seven
Not much to keep you awake
But with people around
And the music loud
Tonight Gracie's still up and about
And tonight Gracie is dancing.