Paris Hilton - Bette Davis eyes

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Her hair is Harlow gold,
Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She s got Bette Davis eyes
She ll turn her music on
You 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 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 got Bette Davis eyes
She ll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
Until you come out 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
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
All the boys Think she s a spy,
she s got Bette Davis eyes

Inne utwory

  • Stars are blind
  • Jealousy
  • My BFF
  • Turn you on
  • Heartbeat
  • Bye bye boy
  • Human sacrifice
  • I want you
  • Screwed
  • Stop us tonight
  • Nothing in this world
  • Turn it up
  • Not leaving without you
  • Losowe utwory

    Long way to happy

    One night to you
    Lasted six weeks for me
    Just a bitter little pill now
    Just to try to go to sleep
    No more waking up to innocence
    Say hello to hesitance
    To everyone I meet
    Thanks to you years ago
    I guess I ll never know
    What love means...

    Josie

    I ve been chasing after Josie since the day I could run
    Even though I didn t know it at the time
    And I followed her from Texas til she found me undone
    Just a jump ahead of what I left behind.

    She was...

    So ben mi ca bon tempo

    So ben mi ch à bon tempo
    Al so ma basta mo
    So ben ch è favorito
    Ahimè, no l posso dir
    Saluti e baciamani
    son tutti indarno a fè
    Passeggia pur chi vuole
    che l tempo perderà
    ...

    Screwed

    Let s start it up again
    You re under my skin
    Same old story?
    Boy meets girl
    And she falls much harder than him
    Baby, where s the glory?

    If all night
    All night
    You re attention s not mine

    Like knives

    Your words are like knives
    They peel my skin and pierce my soul
    Your body will burn tonight, but your heart may still remain cold

    And I will blame myself
    I will blame myself for holding onto what I hoped would keep you by my side
    I will blame myself

    The sheets are stained with memories...