Lyrics

She moved from the east to the west
Leaving her cop-in ways
Moved to Los Angeles, where she spent the rest of her days
Got into the movies, oh you could say she did a couple of things
She did it her own way, like Frank Sinatra back in the day

Ms Grant
Ms Grant
Ms Grant

Lived just North of Hollywood
On a street named after a tree
Everybody new her name, you could say she was the queen
Drove a rust colored Cadillac, she swore it wasn?t obscene
She?d pile it up with food, made of love and old bay seasoning

Ms Grant
Ms Grant
Ms Grant

She was a Dr of life, and also of my mind
They don?t get any brighter than her; if they did you might go blind
Had a bird named blacky, was a neighborhood crow
Also had a rabbit I think?the Mr. Teddy Brown show

Likes to hang out in a little place, called the Fox Fire Room
Sipping brandy all night, in a red corner booth
Playin the mega touch machine, till her fingers run red
I can still hear her say-in Child?your such a beautiful mess

Oh?
Ms Grant
Ms Grant
Ah Ms Grant
I miss ya Ms Grant

©2005 Jason Bergs (12/23/05)