Hawk - Eye (Live)

Hawk - Eye (Live) - Frankie laine/Rosalie Allen

Composer：Boudleaux Bryant

Hawk eye

They call me hawk eye

All the fellas call me hawk eye

'Cause I never miss a trick

I can spot a pretty chick a mile away

One look and I can tell

Just how her lips are gonna taste

I know within a fraction

What she measures in the waist

I know what's going on behind

That twinkle in her eye

And that's why

They call me hawk eye

I keep my eyes wide open

And my gas buggy ready to ride

And nearly every evening

There's a pretty kitten sittin' by my side

They call me hawk eye

It's the hawk that gets the highest

Flying chicken every time

Even though a wolf has chased her up a tree

Well I can spot a doll

And have her cuddled in my arms

Before the average wolf begins

To howl about her charms

I've got her kissed before

He even had a chance to try

And that is why

They call me hawk eye

Hawk eye

I keep my eyes wide open

And my gas buggy ready to ride

And nearly every evening

There's a pretty kitten sittin' by my side

They call me hawk eye

It's the hawk that gets the highest

Flying chicken every time

Even though a wolf has chased her up a tree

Well I can spot a doll

And have her cuddled in my arms

Before the average wolf begins

To howl about her charms

I've got her kissed before

He even had a chance to try

And that is why

They call me hawk eye