Sep 09, 2008 16:44
Her hair is Harlowe gold,
Her lips sweet surprise.
She'll turn her music on,
So 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 Bette Davis eyes.
She'll let you take her home,
It whets her appetite.
She'll lay you on her throne,
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.