Bette Davis Eyes

      Siccome mi è stato chiesto PERCHE' non mi piacesse riascoltare questa canzone, ipotizzando - come si fa spesso - che fosse una questione di melodia - tengo a specificare che sì, forse la melodia mi ricorda atmosfere passate, ma che è soprattutto il testo, come quasi sempre mi succede, a influenzarmi, farmi ricordare, disturbarmi, emozionarmi.

      Per il mio modo di ascoltare, il testo è inseparabile dalla musica, è datore di senso alla medesima, è la parte di "storytelling". E questa canzone mi ricorda una persona in particolare e il suo modo di agire:

Her hair is Harlow gold, her lips sweet surprise 
Her hands are never cold, she's got Better Davis eyes 
She'll turn the music on you, you won't have to think twice 
She's pure as New York snow, she got Bette Davis eyes 

And she'll tease you, she'll unease you 
All the better just to please you 
She's precocious, and she knows just 
What it takes to make a pro blush 
She got Greta Garbo's standoff sighs, she's got Bette Davis eyes 

She'll let you take her home, it works her appetite 
She'll lay you on the throne, she got Bette Davis eyes 

She'll take a tumble on you, roll you like you were dice 
Until you come out blue, she's got Bette Davis eyes 

She'll expose you, when she snows you 
Hope you're pleased with the crumbs she throws you 
She's ferocious and she knows just 
What it takes to make a pro blush 
All the boys think she's a spy, she's got Bette Davis eyes 

And she'll tease you, she'll unease you 
All the better just to please you 
She's precocious, and she knows just 
What it takes to make a pro blush 
All the boys think she's a spy, she's got Bette Davis eyes.

                                            Piero Visani