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Her hair is 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 She'll unease you
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All the better just to please you
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She's precocious and she knows just
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What it takes to make a problush
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She's got Greta Garbo stand off sighs
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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 up 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 Off your feet with the crumbs
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That she throws you She's ferocious
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and she know just what it takes to make a problush
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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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