BURRS & QUEENIE
What is it about her
I know it’s wrong
That parts the waters?
I know he’s rough
What is it about her
That hoists the sail?
I don’t know what to do
But we’ve been through enough

BURRS
Something in her hair
Instructing where to touch
Why do I need her so much?

This woman makes me cry
This woman makes me burn
This woman’s eye can cut me to the core

The hatred that I see
Has been reserved for me
Yet I want more
And more
And more

BURRS & QUEENIE
And what is it about her
Oooh…
That pulls me closer?
That way he’s always there
What is it about her
That tips the scale?
His strange and silent stare.

BURRS
This girl is all I have
So soft so fair, so fine
And she’s forever mine.

This woman builds me up
This woman tears me down
This woman speaks and I can break apart

Now comes another man
Pretending he can win her heart
Well, let him start.

What is it about her
So slight, so secret?
Something in the way she catches light

BURRS & QUEENIE
Who’s wrong?
Who’s right?
I’ve never known.
Should I hold my own
Now –
Or be alone
We fall
Tonight?
We fight.

What is it about her
What is it about him?
That jumbles feelings inside?
So coarse, so queer
What is it about her
What is it about him…
That mixes passion with pride?
That holds me here?

BURRS
Could I live without her
And let her go?
How loud must I scream
No!

I see his pain
I hear his cry
He pulls me to the edge
But I don’t ask him why
I understand
And I obey
Maybe I like it this way.

I like the way he laughs
His strange and silent stare
I like the way he moves
The way he’s always there
The way he calls my name
The way he takes control
I like the way this man has stirred my soul:

“When I first met Burrs, he was grand. You understand?
But I was scared and awfully lonely.
Hungry. And hopeful. How could I know?”

Maybe tomorrow it comes crashing down
Maybe next week I’ll find another clown
Maybe I’ll try to go a different way
But look who’s sitting here today.

If I could change
If I could grow
I’d ask for nothing more
And through that door I’d go
But if I’m through
Why do I stay?

Maybe he wants me
Maybe he needs me
Maybe he loves me
Maybe I like it this way.