That Old Devil Moon - Live At The Great American Music Hall, San Francisco / 1987

I look at you and suddenly

Something in your eyes, I see

Soon begins bewitching me

It's that old devil moon

You stole from the skies

Old devil moon in your eyes

You and your glance make this romance

Too hot to handle

Stars in the night

Blazing their light

Can't hold a candle

Do your razzle-dazzle

You've got me flyin' high and wide

On a magic carpet ride

Full of butterflies inside

I wanna cry, wanna croon

I wanna laugh like a loon

It's that old devil moon in your eyes

Talking about your razzle-dazzle

You've got me flyin' high and wide

On a magic carpet ride

Full of butterflies inside

I wanna cry, I wanna croon

I wanna laugh like a loon

It's that old devil moon in your eyes

In your eyes, yeah

Talking about your eyes, baby

Them, pretty brown eyes, yeah

Eyes, oh

Bulging eyes, hmm

Talking about your eye's charm

Your eyes, them eyes yeah

Eyes, them pretty eyes

Eyes, eyes

Eyes, eyes

Thank you