Her hair is Harlow gold, her lips sweet surprise
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Her hands are never cold, she's got Bette Davis eyes
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She'll turn the music on you, you won't have to think twice
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She's pure as New York snow, she got Bette Davis eyes
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And she'll tease you, 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 got Greta Garbo standoff sighs, she's got Bette Davis eyes
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She'll let you take her home, it whets her appetite
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She'll lay you on the throne, she got Bette Davis eyes
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She'll take a tumble on you, roll you like you were dice
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Until you come up blue, she's got Bette Davis eyes
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She'll expose you, when she snows you
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Hope you'll feed 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, she's got Bette Davis eyes
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And she'll tease you, 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, she's got Bette Davis eyes
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She'll tease you, she'll unease you
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Just to please you, she's got Bette Davis eyes
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She'll expose you when she snows you
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She knows you, she's got Bette Davis Eyes
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Bette Davis Eyes
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| Taylor Swift |
