Something To Brag About

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