[capt. norm]

This is nothing new. I remember the 60's on Canal Street in New Orleans during lunch hour watching office girls in their mini-skirts. There seemed to be a competition as to who could wear the shortest ones.

Then the 70's put poetry in motion with the bra-less era.

[Ruy Dias de Bivar]

C G7
There’s a Southern Bell Telephone Company in our town
C
And every afternoon I’m right there hangin’ around
G7
Them telephone operators walkin’ up and down that street
C
Any fool can figure out what I’m there to see

G7
Oh I’m watchin’ the Belles Of Southern Bell go by
C
Swingin’ their hips an’ rollin’ their pretty eyes

Them high heels clickin’ make me start a-kickin
F
My heels up to the sky
G7 C
Watchin’ the Belles Of Southern Bell go by

G7
Well the google eyed traffic cop out in the middle of the street
C
Lookin’ ever which a way except where he oughta be
G7
With both arms waving giving everyone the go ahead sign
C
You can tell directing traffic’s not on his mind

Repeat #2 Cause he’s a watching...

G7
They say that the hem lines’ gonna be shorter this year
C
This sounds like mighty sweet music to my ears
G7
I wouldn’t have you thinkin’ that I’m the wrong kind of guy
C
I just sorta got an eye for the finer things in life

Repeat #2 And I’m a watching...