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
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
