Gracie III Lyrics by Jerry Paper
I microwave some curry
While I wait for my sweetheart to get home
I’ll fix her up a stiff drink
And when she walks through the door
I shout with joy
I can’t wait to see
Oh my Gracie, Gracie
Goofy grin spread on my face
Such a good, good friend
She’s something special, special
I can’t wait to see
My Gracie
When I’m on the road
You know the highways, they rearrange the functions inside my brain
And then I think of my G
She’s so damn funny and free to be
The freak she’s meant to be
I can’t wait to see
Oh my Gracie, Gracie
Goofy grin spread on my face
Such a good, good friend
She’s something special, special
I can’t wait to see
My Gracie
I can’t wait to see
Oh my Gracie, Gracie
Goofy grin spread on my face
Such a good, good friend
She’s something special, special
I can’t wait to see
My Gracie