Nan's Still Got The Moves

[intro]
(Slap bass, hipshake, here we go)

[verse]
She's eighty-seven, but don't you dare
Bring her a chair at the Legion hall
Hair pinned up, red dress flaring wide
She'll two-step you twice around the floor

[verse]
Grandad's gone since '09, God rest
But she still polishes up his dancing shoes
Says "One day, love, when I get up there
Save me the last waltz, don't you dare cut in"

[chorus]
Oh, Nan's still got the moves
Swinging her hips to the bassline groove
Grey in her hair, fire in her shoes
Don't need a reason, never needed one to
Oh-oh, Nan's still got the moves

[verse]
Last Friday night at the Bingo hall
The record jumped and she jumped too
The young ones filmed it on their phones
Half a million views by Saturday afternoon

[chorus]
Oh, Nan's still got the moves
Swinging her hips to the bassline groove
Knees might creak, but the rhythm don't lose
She said "Slow down? Darlin', what's that to you?"
Oh-oh, Nan's still got the moves

[bridge]
They asked her, "Nan, what's the secret, then?"
She laughed, said, "Easy — never sit down
And when the band starts playing that old song
You dance like it's the last one in town"

[chorus]
Oh, Nan's still got the moves
Chasing that beat in her Sunday shoes
Grey in her hair, fire in her shoes
Don't need a reason, never needed one to

[outro]
Oh-oh, one more time now
Nan's still got the moves
(Still got the moves)
Yeah, still got the moves