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There's a Southern Bell Telephone Company in our town
And every afternoon I'm right there hangin' around
Bound telephone operators walkin' up and down the street
And any fool could figure out what I'm glared to see
I'm watchin' the belles of the Southern Bell go by
They're swingin' their hips and rollin' their pretty eyes
Fine high heels stickin' make me start to kickin' my heels up to the sky
Watchin' the belles of the Southern Bell go by
Well the google eye traffic cop out in the middle of the street
Lookin' every which-a-way except where it oughta be
With both arms wavin' givin' everyone a go-ahead sign
You can tell the wreck then traffic's not on his mind
Cause he's watchin' the belles...
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They say that them lines gonna be much shorty this year
This sounds like mighty sweet music to my year
I wouldn't have you to thinkin' that I'm the wrong kinda guy
I just sorta gotta knife for the funner things of life
And I'm watchin' the belles...
Yeah I'm watchin' the belles of the Southern Bell go by
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Writer(s): D. Wayne
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