In a long black gown that blows in the wake Of the shimmering lady who There's a man to take the enormous lashes That drift from her eyes a blue A cigarette butt is always in place Framing the untouched, timeless face Of the lady with the eyes Of the lady with the sighs
When she dances And it drags there Feeling classy
She's a vamp burning camp For the people to stamp on Age cannot hamper Drenched in champers
The shaded background in Vienna where she suffered, oh she, oh So the mocking eyes and the throwaway sighs Hold smouldering memories too The graceful gilde as she pass the air The dancing din of her frozen stare Oh, the lady with the eyes Oh, the lady with the sighs
Then she sings The smoke rings The darlings
She's a vamp burning camp For the people to stamp on Age cannot hamper Drenched in champers
Legend, myth, and mystery She comprises of all three Clouded in her image untouchable
Venturing out always to be What the mind's eye thinks is she Shrouded in her vales, it seems unscrutable to such as we
She wove a spell to all who came With a power of a lady likes to fix a glove of fear And the eyes are glazed from a thousand wars All the crystals here are slowly burned Oh, the lady with the eyes Oh, the lady with the sighs
She glows as she goes Baby
She's a
Reach out, touch her, touch her, no She's a vamp She's a vamp She's a vamp She's a vamp She's a vamp