Luyện nghe bài hát Beverly

You drive a pick-up
You crack me up you're drinking
From your coffee cup
You light a up
Rave about the flick you just last night

You got a in your hair
You're kicking in your daddy's easy chair
You bitch about part time job
That your mama you get
If you're gonna in her house

But do you wonder
Bout me your number
Or the time of day?

Beverly, you're me
With all the you do to me
Like the way you your eyes
From the room

You don't know
I wanna be your

You're such a
I wanna see you
In my Islander hockey shirt
And I'd love to up
Just to find out if day went alright

You got your belly button
You seen your parents
mad in the last two years
And that hip tattoo is what I love you
They can't that away from you

But do you ever
Bout giving me number
Or just the of day?

Beverly, killing me
all the things you do to me
Like the way you at me
across the room

You don't know
I wanna be your

Serenade your window
Till your daddy chases me

We could stay up
And all night till you fall asleep
Lay the phone beside pillow
I you breathe

If only for a
It's more enough for me

But I stop and wonder
If I you for your number
Would you turn and walk

Beverly, you're me
all the things you do to me
Like the way you
At me from across the

You don't even
I wanna be your

Beverly, day you'll see
All the things we could be
If you take me by the
You'll change my

'Til the day I die, I you to know
I be your Romeo

Serenade outside window
Till your daddy gives you