Verse 1

She steps into the room with a ribbon in her hair,

Gold medal catching every eye from over there.

She stuck the landing, smiled, and took a little bow,

Then said, “The party starts this minute—watch me now!”

Pre-Chorus

One-two, turn around,

Shoes tap out a happy sound.

Raise a glass and make some room,

She’s got a victory move!

Chorus

Hey, lady, sofa’s yours tonight,

Kick off your shoes and hold on tight.

Gold-star gymnast, jazz in her head,

Spin through the living room instead!

Hey, lady, swing it left and right,

We’ll celebrate till morning light.

A little sass, a little class,