Oak Cliff Bra - Lyrics

sittin' on the front porch in oak cliff with my bra
watchin' some cars go by.
A lady with a baby with only shoe walks by.
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.