| Looking out the corner of her eye
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| As she sits alone and drinks her wine
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| Every man just wants to pass her by
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| In hopes that he can catch her eye
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| That glow that’s in her eye
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| Gives you visions in your mind
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| She’s from another space and time
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| That’s when you’ll know you’re hypnotized
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| Her intoxicating will not be denied
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| And when you touch her glove
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| She then becomes your drug
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| You fall so deep in love with the girl
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| It’s too late, you’re hypnotized
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| She’s got Dorothy Dandridge eyes
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| And you love her, you love her, you love her, you love that girl
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| It’s too late, you’re hypnotized
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| She’s got Dorothy Dandridge eyes
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| And you love her, you love that girl
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| Like a rare Picasso or Monet
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| The kind of beauty studied every day
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| Every woman wants her grace and style
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| But no one can replicate her smile
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| That glow that’s in her eyes
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| Gives you visions in your mind
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| She’s from another space and time
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| That’s when you’ll know you’re hypnotized
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| And her intoxicating will not be denied
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| And when you touch her glove
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| She then becomes your drug
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| You fall so deep in love, that girl
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| It’s too late, you’re hypnotized
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| She’s got Dorothy Dandridge eyes
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| And you love her, you love her, you love her, you love that girl
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| It’s too late, you’re hypnotized
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| She’s got Dorothy Dandridge eyes
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| And you love her, you love that girl
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| It’s too late, you’re hypnotized
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| She’s got Dorothy Dandridge eyes
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| And you love her, you love that girl
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| In your eyes we see the tiny white snowcaps of mountains
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| (She's got Dorothy’s eyes)
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| The purple glow of distant stars
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| The blue shine of black metal
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| Red rose petals falling slowly through the sunny air
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| Orange clouds, pink moons on the tongue of the sun
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| Who knew heaven could kiss just like this? |