Credits
SCENKONSTNÄRER
Kim Carnes
Sång
Steve Goldstein
Keyboard
Bryan Garofalo
Basgitarr
Craig Krampf
Trummor
Craig Hull
Slidegitarr
Josh Leo
Elgitarr
M.L. Benoit
Slagverk
Jerry Peterson
Saxofon
Waddy Wachtel
Elgitarr
Dave Ellingson
Bakgrundssång
Daniel Moore
Bakgrundssång
KOMPOSITION OCH LÅTTEXTER
Donna T. Weiss
Låtskrivare
Jackie DeShannon
Låtskrivare
Bill Cuomo
Arrangör
PRODUKTION OCH TEKNIK
Val Garay
Producent
Marc Andrews
Extraproducent
Donald Lynch
Extraproducent
Lyrics
Her hair is Harlow gold
Her lips, a sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll turn the music 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 you take her home
It whets her appetite
She'll lay you on a throne
She got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
Until you come up 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
She'll tease you
She'll unease you
Just to please you
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you
When she snows you
'Cause she knows you
She's got Bette Davis eyes
Written by: Donna T. Weiss, Jackie DeShannon