Her hair was Harlow gold,
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Her lips a sweet surprise,
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Her hands are never cold,
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She's got Bette Davis Eyes.
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She'll turn her music on you,
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you won't have to think twice,
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She's pure as New York snow,
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She's got Bette Davis Eyes.
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And she'll tease you,
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She'll unease you,
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All the better just to please you,
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She's precocious,
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and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush,
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She's got Greta Garbo's stand-off sighs
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And she's got Bette Davis Eyes.
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She'll let you take her home,
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It whets her appetite,
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She'll lay you on her throne,
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She's got Bette Davis Eyes.
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She'll take a tumble on you,
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Roll you like you were dice,
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Until you come out blue,
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She's got Bette Davis Eyes.
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She'll expose you,
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when she snows you
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Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you
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She's ferocious,
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and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush,
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All the boys think she's a spy,
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She's got Bette Davis Eyes.
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And she'll tease you
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She'll unease you
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All the better just to please you
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She's precocious
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And she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
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All the boys think she's a spy,
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She's got Bette Davis eyes
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She'll tease you
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She'll unease you
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Just to please you
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She's got Bette Davis eyes
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She'll expose you
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When she snows you
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She knows you
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She's got Bette Davis eyes
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Bette Davis Eyes
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| Handsome Devil |
