Dougdenslowe's Collection
Bedroom Eyes
Dishwater Blonde
You know the look
Just like she walked
Off a paperback book
A 30's fedora
A splash of perfume
Made you feel good
From across the room
Something to gain
Maybe even to prove
It's now or never
Time to make my move
Ask me no questions
I'll tell you no lies
Whispered the girl
With the Bedroom Eyes
Felt like a character
In a black and white flick
Clothes were to vanish
For my next trick
Something to gain
Maybe even to prove
It's now or never
Time to make my move
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