Vic Anselmo Beverly Lyrics

Beverly is a strange little girl
Who finds herself in howling
Beverly cannot find her toy,
She cries out loud for mommy

When Beverly grows from head to her toes
She finds some new destinations
When Beverly grows she turns up her nose
Will it bring her to sensation?

Beverly is a strange little girl.
Who finds herself in hunting Beverly lives in her own world,
Where bills are paid by others
When Beverly grows from head to her toes...

All I can feel is misgiving
What do you do with your life?
All I can feel is misgiving
What do you do with your life?
Oh, Beverly... is a strange little girl...
Poor Beverly...
Oh Beverly...