Lyrics Devil Eyes - Tim Buckley

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 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