Bedroom Eyes

Debbie has a pretty face

But there are too many pictures of a 5-year old

She sits alone by the fireplace

Just in case her feet get cold again

She doesn't need anybody's help

She survived Ted Bundy and some dirty knives

Lived in downtown by herself

And celebrated NYC life

She's got 'em bedroom eyes

She's got 'em bedroom eyes

Debbie acts like she doesn't care

There are so many pictures of her heart-shaped lips

Lately Bowie's been watching her

She's got them boys wrapped 'round her fingertips

When she's fighting another line

It's a trance-like dance, it takes her anywhere

Like artists back in 1975

It's a long dark road, but it's a dream affair

She's got 'em bedroom eyes

She's got 'em bedroom eyes

Debbie acts like she doesn't care

And Bowie is watching her

Debbie acts like she doesn't care

Oh they're watching her

She's got 'em bedroom eyes

She's got 'em bedroom eyes

She's got 'em bedroom eyes

She's got 'em bedroom eyes