Penthouse Eyes

(albüm: Recycler - 1990)

What you looking at, girl?

She's always checking with her penthouse eyes
Makes me stutter, gives me butterflies
Got to have her. She pins me up with her penthouse eyes

I wanna lie where her eagle flies
She's got my love pressure on the rise
When I see her, she really rocks me with her penthouse eyes

Don't need excuse for grasping
Can't blame the boy for asking
One look sting you like a honey bee
But it's her eyes gonna set you free

I wanna stretch her out in old Levi's
Got to have a little piece of paradise
I got to have her. She pins me up with her penthouse eyes

Don't need excuse for grasping
Can't blame the boy for asking
There's no escape. Let me tell you no lie
She's always looking with her penthouse eyes

Come on, baby
I beg you
That's right
Ooh, Lord