Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
Lena Horne
You're my thrill
You do something to me
You send chills right through me
When I look at you
'Cause you're my thrill
You're my thrill
How my pulse increases
I just go to pieces
When I look at you
'Cause you're my thrill
Hmmm-nothing seems to matter
Hmmm-here's my heart on a silver platter
Where's my will
Tell me Why this strange desire
That keeps morning higher
When I look at you
I can't keep still
'cause You're my thrill