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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, 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's standoff sighs, she's got Bette Davis eyes
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