He Will Follow You With His Eyes
Ladies, don't you long for love?
Be irresistible!
With the brighter, attractive beauty
Everybody admires
Soft hair that invites his caress
Attract! Arouse! Tantalise!
And draw from him a, "Hello, beautiful!"
He will follow you with his eyes
That's the promise of the potion that I buy
I've been spending all my money to get mine
Who will follow me with his eyes
All those girls in magazines
They make it seem so simple
Make me believe it
Help yourself to love
And White Rose Cold Cream
Then he'll follow you with his eyes
Lighter and brighter
Longer and straighter it goes (Follow me, boy, look me over)
Leaner and smoother, softer and softer
I begin to count the cost to get this mystery and, oh
I don't want to leave myself behind
Vanishing into a girl that I don't recognize
If you want to run to Sweet Georgia Brown, do
I'll be smouldering in my plum-red lipstick, my black hair kinking
My black skin gleaming, my plum-red lipstick
My plum-red lipstick, my black hair kinking
My black skin gleaming, my plum-red lipstick
My plum-red lipstick, my black hair kinking
My black skin gleaming, my plum-red lipstick
My plum-red lipstick, my black hair kinking
My black skin gleaming, my plum-red lipstick
My plum-red lipstick, my black hair kinking
My black skin gleaming, my plum-red lipstick
Be irresistible!
With the brighter, attractive beauty
Everybody admires
Soft hair that invites his caress
Attract! Arouse! Tantalise!
And draw from him a, "Hello, beautiful!"
He will follow you with his eyes
That's the promise of the potion that I buy
I've been spending all my money to get mine
Who will follow me with his eyes
All those girls in magazines
They make it seem so simple
Make me believe it
Help yourself to love
And White Rose Cold Cream
Then he'll follow you with his eyes
Lighter and brighter
Longer and straighter it goes (Follow me, boy, look me over)
Leaner and smoother, softer and softer
I begin to count the cost to get this mystery and, oh
I don't want to leave myself behind
Vanishing into a girl that I don't recognize
If you want to run to Sweet Georgia Brown, do
I'll be smouldering in my plum-red lipstick, my black hair kinking
My black skin gleaming, my plum-red lipstick
My plum-red lipstick, my black hair kinking
My black skin gleaming, my plum-red lipstick
My plum-red lipstick, my black hair kinking
My black skin gleaming, my plum-red lipstick
My plum-red lipstick, my black hair kinking
My black skin gleaming, my plum-red lipstick
My plum-red lipstick, my black hair kinking
My black skin gleaming, my plum-red lipstick
Credits
Writer(s): Corinne Bailey Rae
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.