In a long black gown that blows in the wake
Of the shimmering lady who
There's a man to take the enormous lashes
That drift from her eyes a blue
A cigarette butt is always in place
Framing the untouched, timeless face
Of the lady with the eyes
Of the lady with the sighs
When she dances
And it drags there
Feeling classy
She's a vamp burning camp
For the people to stamp on
Age cannot hamper
Drenched in champers
The shaded background in Vienna where she suffered, oh she, oh
So the mocking eyes and the throwaway sighs
Hold smouldering memories too
The graceful gilde as she pass the air
The dancing din of her frozen stare
Oh, the lady with the eyes
Oh, the lady with the sighs
Then she sings
The smoke rings
The darlings
She's a vamp burning camp
For the people to stamp on
Age cannot hamper
Drenched in champers
Legend, myth, and mystery
She comprises of all three
Clouded in her image untouchable
Venturing out always to be
What the mind's eye thinks is she
Shrouded in her vales, it seems unscrutable to such as we
She wove a spell to all who came
With a power of a lady likes to fix a glove of fear
And the eyes are glazed from a thousand wars
All the crystals here are slowly burned
Oh, the lady with the eyes
Oh, the lady with the sighs
She glows as she goes
Baby
She's a
Reach out, touch her, touch her, no
She's a vamp
She's a vamp
She's a vamp
She's a vamp
She's a vamp