Devil eyes

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 came a runnin' mixin' devil rum
A mama came a runnin' that little black rhythm
Mama came a runnin'
Lord said she got a recipe
Oh and she don't need no fancy sauce

Yah those devil eyes
Lord they stare right through me
Those devil eyes
Look right through me
Aw melt my soul down
Oh and I long for those devil eyes
Show me what I want
Show me what I'm made for

I'm down between the sheets, I do the monkey rub
Ah down between the sheets, 
Ah that big ol' girl do the monkey rub
Down between the sheets

Yeah do the monkey rub
Look at that big ol' girl do the monkey rub
Oh, darling, pull those black silk stockings down
Oh, woman pull those black silk stockings down
Well I'm gonna lick all around those stretch marks
Wet the tongue between the toes

Water on my tongue
Searching out those stretch marks darlin'
Woa duh, lick between the toes, lick between the toes
And all I need from you woman
All I need from you mama
All I need from you oh woman, no no no

Ah those devil eyes they look right through me
Those devil ey-ey-eyes lord they look right through me
Show me what I want, show me what I'm made for

I'm down between the sheets, I do the monkey rub
I'm down between the sheets, I do the monkey rub, mama
I'm down between the sheets, I do the monkey rub

Oh look at that big ol' girl do the monkey rub
Shake that shimmy daddy, oh mercy

Roll over, I'm getting tired
Roll over darlin'

Tim Buckley
Tim Buckley Music ASCAP

Released 1972 Straight/Warner Brothers - “Greetings from LA"

Running time 6:44