Bette Davis Eyes

Her hair is Harlow gold

Her lips a sweet surprise

Her hands are never cold

She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll turn her music on you

You won't have to think twice

She's pure as New York snow

She's got Bette Davis eyes



And she'll tease you

She'll unease you

All the better just to please you

She's precocious and she knows just what

It takes to make a pro blush

She's got Greta Garbo stand-off sighs

She's got Bette Davis eyes



She'll let you take her home

It whets her appetite



She'll lay you on her throne

She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll take a tumble on you

Roll you like you were dice

Until you come up blue

She's got Bette Davis eyes



She'll expose you when she snows you

Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you

She's ferocious and she knows just what

It takes to make a pro blush

All the boys think she's a spy

She's got Bette Davis eyes



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