Lyric Bette Davis Eyes

Her hair is Harlow gold,
Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She s got Bette Davis eyes
She ll turn her music on
You won t have to think twice
She s pure as New York snow
She 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 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 got Bette Davis eyes
She ll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
Until you come out 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

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
All the boys Think she s a spy,
she s got Bette Davis eyes