N° 460

Her hair is harlow gold, her lips 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 precautious, and she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
She got Greta Garbo's standard size, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home, it works her appetite
She'll lay you on the 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
Hope you breathe 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 precautious, 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...

Pour Tonton ca a toujours été l'autre Kim, Wilde qui figure dans son top 100 avec Kids in América, et toutes ses autres hits ! Mais nous en somme déjà au 460, avec finalement pas mal de slows... Mais attention, si "Miss You tonite" la face B est idéale pour les boums, c'est bien sur cet hommage à cette grande actrice américaine qui s'est insidament introduit dans nos playlists de soirées anniversaire. Là encore pas un style défini, et une fois de plus un hommage au cinéma, ce qui nous ravit !

Mais puisque les 200 et quelques premiers visiteurs ayant cliqué sur ce blog ne connaissant pas tous Tonton Fred, je me doutes qu'il y en a qui viennent de mes autres blogs... Pour eux aussi, un petit clin d'oeil que Tonton ne connait même pas, je lui en ai jamais parlé... Il faudrait !



Avec les paroles : Jamaica Sunday morning, April 1803
Children at the harbor waitin' to see
There beyond the breakers heading into view
Sunlight in your sails, it was you

But paradise is closed today
Till the moon is full and it pulls the tide
After all these years, love is still alive
She still waits on the other side

The captain tried to warn the men
As he tried to mend the sails
But a whim of the wind was too much for him
And he failed

And at the same time, on the shoreline
She was waiting for her captain
And she never believed it
When they told her what had happened

Paradise is closed today
Till the moon is full and it pulls the tide
After all these years, love is still alive
She still waits on the other side

Jamaica Sunday morning, April 1803
Children at the harbor waitin' to see
There beyond the breakers heading into view
Sunlight in your sails, it was you

LINK pour Bette Davis eyes