Killer Eyes
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Her famous singing father
Told his girl she had it all - -
Her daddy's chops, her mother's looks
She was a living doll.
A bigger vocal range than Dad's
Her voice could mesmerize
But when she looked your way,
She could kill you with those eyes.
She was his youngest daughter,
His feminine namesake.
And when it came to talent,
She had what it would take.
Dad paid for singing lessons
So her dream she'd realize.
But when she sang her heart out,
She could kill you with those eyes.
One day, there came a phonecall
The kind you don't want to get.
His daughter dead at twenty,
Barely got her feet wet.
They said it was an overdose,
The world in sadness cries.
They put her in the ground,
But she could kill you with those eyes.
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