Bette Davis Lyrics

I feel knocking,
Could it be her?
Cause baby I'm tired of the visions? ...... to be??
And I'm erasing,
Bette Davis,
Hanging on the middle in the mirror all dressed in green.

Yo, yo, Bette, you're an unfair lady,
Could you buy me some?
Yo, yo, Bette, you're your own real teddy,
Could you buy me some?
Wow, yeah.

Talking,
Could it be her?
Cause maybe I'm tired with the me....... (help)
And I'm erasing,
Bette Davis,
Hanging on the middle in the mirror all dressed in green.

Yo, yo, Bette, you're an unfair lady,
Could you buy me some?
Yo, yo, Bette, you're your own real teddy,
Could you buy me some?
Woh-ho.
Woh-ho.

Even if you're there,
Would it be unkind to say,
All your fame is on parade,
Even if you're there,
Would it be unkind to say,
All your friends are offering,
Even if you're there,
Would it be unkind to say,
All your fame is on parade,
Even if you're there,
Would it be unkind to say,
All your fame is on par-

Yo yo Bette, you're an unfair lady,
Could you buy me some?
Yo yo Bette, you're your own real teddy,
Could you buy me some?
Yo yo Bette, you're an unfair lady,
Could you buy me some?
Yo yo Bette, you're your own real teddy,
And I'll go,
And I'll go,
And I'll go.
And I'll go.