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Lyrics: Golden Earring. To The Hilt. Facedancer.


Not too serious, take that frown off your face
I'll get furious, baby I'd like to see a change of looks
Gimme pleasure, you're lookin' good when you smile
Say, actress, don't you wanna do the things I like best

Facedancer, magic eyes
That burn with passion and fake surprise
Every time you call the tune
You get your way just a little too soon
Aggressive mask on request
Sure to start another bad fight
On the surface tigress
But on the inside baby, you're a lullaby

I'm gonna lose you
To some photographer
You'll be abused
You know he's bound to get your act uncovered
The game's brutal
They're low on scruples
But I'll be waitin'
I'll be here when your features are failin'

Facedancer, magic eyes
That burn with passion and fake surprise
Every time you call the tune
You get your way just a little too soon
Aggressive mask on request
Sure to start another bad fight
On the surface tigress
But on the inside baby, you're a lullaby