They say into your early life romance came
And in this heart of yours burned a flame
A flame that flick-ered 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
Bridge
Smoking and drinking
Never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant
Diamonds shining
Dancing, dining with some man in a restaurant
Is that all you really want
No, Sophistcated Lady,
I know you miss the love you lost long ago
And when nobody is nigh, you cry
You cry, you cry
