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
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 expose you
And just knows you
Are that the crumbs she throws you?
She's ferocious
And she knows just what it
Takes to make a pro blush, ay, ay
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes