I've got a real important job In a large office buildin' Ridin' people in an elevator I drive a '57 Chevrolet With busted tail lights Burned out valves And a leaky radiator I wear a twenty dollar suit I bought from J.C. Penney's Back in 1962 But I've got somethin' to brag about Somethin' to brag about Somethin' to brag about in you I'm a short-order cook At an all night cafe Down on 18th Avenue and 12th Street I wear a swingin' mini-dress That I made for myself From Mama's kitchen curtains And old bed sheets I've got 17 pages Of Top Value stamps And one old pair of shoes But I've got somethin' to brag about Somethin' to brag about Somethin' to brag about in you When you're with the fellas, I know You start braggin' 'bout My hourglass figure And my big brown eyes Tell 'em, you tell your girlfriends 'Bout my sweet, sweet lovin' And that's one better that Money can't buy So, let's get married In the not-to-distant future We'll rent a little flat On 29th Street You know, we'll hang our washin' On the clothes line from the window We'll feast on cornbread Butter beans and lunch meat We won't have a thermostat A big long Cadillac But we'll have a love that's true Love has somethin' to brag about Yeah and I'll have, somethin' to brag about Yeah, somthin' to brag about in you © SONY/ATV SONGS D/B/A TREE PUBG CO; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com