Kim Carnes - Bette Davis Eyes

Her hair is Harlow goldHer lips sweet surpriseHer hands are never coldShe's got Bette Davis eyesShe'll turn the music on youYou won't have to think twiceShe's pure as New York snowShe's got Bette Davis eyesAnd she'll tease youShe'll unease youAll the better just to please youShe's precociousAnd she knows just what it takes to make a pro blushShe's got Greta Garbo stand-off sighsShe's got Bette Davis eyesShe'll let you take her home(It whets her appetite)She'll lay you on the throneShe's got Bette Davis eyesShe'll take a tumble on youRoll you like you were diceUntil you come up blueShe's got Bette Davis eyesShe'll expose youWhen she snows you off your feet with the crumbs she throws youShe's ferociousAnd she knows just what it takes to make a pro blushAll the boys think she's a spyShe's got Bette Davis eyesAnd she'll tease youShe'll unease youAll the better just to please youShe's precociousAnd she knows just what it takes to make a pro blushAll the boys think she's a spyShe's got Bette Davis eyesShe'll tease youShe'll unease youJust to please youShe's got Bette Davis eyesShe'll expose youWhen she snows youShe knows youShe's got Bette Davis eyes