I've got a real important job in a large office building Ridin' people in an elevator I drive a '57 Chevrolet with busted tail lights Burnt out valves and leaky radiator I wear a twenty dollar suit I bought from JC Penny's back in '62 But I've got something to brag about something to brag about Yes something 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 swinging mini dress that I made for myself From mama's kitchen curtains and old bed sheets I've got seventeen pages of top value stamps and one old pair of shoes But I've got something to brag about something to brag about
Something to brag about in you When you're with the fellas I know you start to bragging Bout my hour gla** figure and my big brown eyes You tell your girlfriends bout my good good lovin' And that's one pleasure that money can't buy Let's get married in the not too distant future We'll rent a little flat on 29th Street You know we'll hang our washing on a clothesline from the window We'll feast on cornbread bu*ter beans and lunchmeat We won't have a thermostat or a big long Cadillac But we'll have a love that's true And I'll have something to brag about I'll have something to brag about Something to brag about in you