

(whoosh) She put her keys on the counter,
forty years on the clock Thinking it's a quiet evening on her
favorite block But the front yard is humming,
the front yard is bright
(oh look)
And the double doors open to a sea of balloons With the
neighborhood marching to her favorite tunes Grandkids are running,
holding up her hands
Wave your hands, let the music play
This is your victory parade today
Forty years of love on a single street
Dancing to the sound of a million beats (hahaha)
Neighbors are laughing, holding up a sign For the champion of the
morning shift, the star of the line She drops her bag,
her worries fade away (yeah)
Wave your hands, let the music play
This is your victory parade today
Forty years of love on a single street Dancing to the sound
of a million beats
She's dancing in the street,
finally free (finally free)