Bette // Of Human Bondage

Her hair is Harlow gold, her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold, she's got Better Davis eyes
She'll turn the موسیقی on you, آپ won't have to think twice
She's pure as New York snow, she 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 got Greta Garbo's standoff sighs, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let آپ take her home, it works her appetite
She'll lay آپ on the throne, she got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you, roll آپ like آپ were dice
Until آپ come out...