Something to Brag About Songtext

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 glass 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 butter beans and lunch meat
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