Conway Twitty
"The Pickup" lyrics

The Pickup

I saw her walking down the street
I tell you, boys, she sure looked neat
Lovely eyes and long black hair
She looked so lovely standing there

Man, she's great
Think I'll ask her for a date

I guess I look just like a clown
Getting up and falling down
Hanging on a parking meter
Burning like a red hot heater

What a walk
Come on, mouth, and talk that talk

You know I couldn't make a sound
My head was going round
I was speechless, yeah
My mind was in a whirl
Cause talking to a girl
Is my weakness

I guess I look just like a clown
Getting up and falling down
Hanging on a parking meter
Burning like a red hot heater

What a walk
Come on, mouth, and talk that talk

You know I couldn't make a sound
My head was going round
I was speechless, yeah
My mind was in a whirl
Cause talking to a girl
Is my weakness

I guess I must've caught her eye
Cause instead of walking by
She walked right up and with a smile
Said, "Come on, boy, I like your style"

Will I date her?
So long, boys
I'll see you later

Authors: Conway Twitty