Il testo della Oak cliff bra

Sittin' on the front porch in oak cliff with my bra - watchin' some cars go by
A lady with a baby with only one shoe walks by
The baby on her shoulder has his mouth open more than his eyes
Where's his other shoe?

A little bird is bathin' on the driveway in a puddle of old rain
A station wagon honks and swerves and almost hits a squirrel
The squirrel gets crazy eyed and zippers back and forth across the pavement
Talk about close calls