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 now.



Smoking, drinking, never thinking

of tomorrow, non-chalant

Diamonds shining, dancing, dining

with some man in a restaurant.

Is that all you really want?



No. Sophisticated Lady, I know

You missed a love you lost long ago,

And when nobody is neigh,

You cry at night