Lyrics
Her hair is Harlow gold
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, she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
She's got Greta Garbo standoff sighs
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She's got Bette Davis eyes
Bet you'll take her home
Whets her appetite
She'll lay you on her throne
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
Until you come up blue
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you when she throws you
Off your feet with the crumbs that she throws you
She's ferocious and knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
All them boys think that she's just a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She's got Bette Davis eyes