04-07-2012, 12:27 PM
(04-07-2012, 12:13 PM)crash Wrote: And I feel, so much depends on the weather
So is it raining in your bedroom?
And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray
Would you even care?
And I feel it
And she feels it
Her hair is Harlow gold
her lips a 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.
AII the better just to please you.
She's precocious and she knows just what
It takes to make a pro blush.
She's got Greta Garbo stand off sights
She's got Bette Davis eyes.
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.