How do you turn a 15-year-old high school student into a G-rated, aging floozy?

Last night, I was trying to come up with the choreography to “Little Girls” for A.C.(atholic).H.S’ 2009 spring production of Annie, and I had some serious mental block.  I bought the movie, thinking I’d get inspired, but instead I got even more discouraged after watching Carol Burnett make out with her radio and sing about how she’d love a man to nibble her ear.  Anyway, it took forever, but I think I came up with some moves that are tame enough for the school play, yet still convey the desperation of Mrs. Hannigan (at least I hope so).  We’ll see tonight.  It’s too bad we can’t have a bathtub full of gin…