Her hair is Harlowe gold
Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll turn her música on you
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 tu take her home
It whets her appetite
She'll lay tu on her throne
She got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you
Roll tu like tu were dice
Until tu come out blue
She's got Bette...

And it’s a sad picture, the final blow hits you
Somebody else gets what tu wanted again and
You know it’s all the same, another time and place
Repeating history and you’re getting sick of it
But I believe in whatever tu do
And I’ll do anything to see it through

Because these things will change
Can tu feel it now?
These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down
This revolution, the time will come
For us to finally win
And we’ll sing hallelujah, we’ll sing hallelujah

So we’ve been outnumbered
Raided and now cornered
It’s hard to fight when the fight ain’t fair
We’re getting...