Devil Eyes - Tim Buckley

I got so tired of meaningful looks

I got so tired of comin up tame

I was so bothered by those balmy breezes

I was side swiped by smoke fever

They was a crawlin

Oh down beneath my skin

Til mama come a runnin

A mama came a runnin

Mama came a runnin

Lord said she got a recipe

Oh and she dont need no fancy sauce

Yah those devil eyes

Lord they stare right through me Those devil eyes

Look right through me Aww melt my soul down

Long for those devil eyes