Sophisticated Lady

Sophisticated Lady - Al Jarreau

They say into

Your early life

Romance came

And in this heart

Of yours

Burned a flame

A flame

That flickered

One day

And died away

Then

With disillusion

Deep in your eyes

You learned

That fools in love

Soon grow wise

The years

Have changed you

Somehow

I see you now

Smoking drinking

Never thinking

Of tomorrow

Nonchalant

Diamonds shining

Dancing dining

With some man

In a restaurant

Is that all

You really want

No

Sophisticated lady

I know

You miss the love

You lost long ago

And when nobody

Is nigh you cry

Is that all

You really want

No

Sophisticated lady

I know

You miss the heart

You lost long ago

And when nobody

Is nigh you cry