Beverly
Pay The Girl Lyrics

You drive a pick-up truck, you crack me up
Your choice of vehicle amuses me.

When you're drinking from your favorite coffee cup
I notice your favorite coffee cup, it's familiar and comforting to me.

You light a cigarette up
You smoke frequently.

And rave about the flick you just watched last night
You often compliment and get excited about movies you've seen.

You got a ribbon in your hair
I see that you've styled your hair differently than usual.

You're kicking back in your daddy's easy chair
You're relaxed and comfortable in your home environment.

You bitch about your part time job that
You complain about your job working part-time.

Your mama made you get if you're gonna live in her house
Your mother insists you have a job if you're going to live with her.

But do you ever wonder
I wonder if you've ever thought about...

bout giving me your number
giving me your phone number...

Or just the time of day?
...or even just acknowledging me?

Beverly, you're killing me with all the things you do to me
Your actions and behavior make me really interested in you.

Like the way you roll your eyes from across the room
I notice your body language and the way you express yourself subtly.

You don't even know I want to be your Romeo
You're not aware that I have passionate feelings for you.

You're such a flirt
You often act in a playful or suggestive way with others.

I want to see you dance in my oversized Islander hockey shirt
I have a strong desire to see you in one of my personal belongings.

And I'd love to wait up
I would be willing to stay awake late...

Just to find out if your day went alright
...just to make sure you're doing okay.

You got your belly button pierced
I notice a piercing in your navel area.

You haven't seen your parents that mad in the last 2 years
Your parents are currently upset with you, which is unusual.

And that hip tattoo is what I love about you
I find your tattoo on your hip area attractive and interesting.

They can't take that away from you
Your tattoo is a part of you that belongs to you alone.

And serenade outside your window, till your daddy chases me away
I would love to sing to you outside your home, even if it got me in trouble with your father.

We could stay up late
We could spend time together late into the night...

And talk all night till you fall asleep
...talking until you are tired and drift off to sleep.

Lay the phone beside your pillow, I hear you breathe
I could be there with you, listening to you breathe on the phone.

If only for a moment
Even if it's only for a brief time...

It's more than enough for me
...it would mean a lot to me.

But then I stop and wonder
But then I pause and reflect...

If I asked you for your number
...what would happen if I asked you for your phone number...

Would you turn and walk away
...would you be opposed to my request and distance yourself from me?