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   All 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 sighs   She's got Bette Davis eyes      She'll let you take her home   It 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 snows you   Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you   She's ferocious and she knows just what   It takes to make a pro blush   All the boys think she's a spy   She's got Bette Davis eyes      (REPEAT CHORUS)