Lately I’ve been feeling moody Little dreary Lonely at the end of the night Like I’m in a classic movie I’m broody Humphrey Bogart, black and white You add a little bit of color to the picture Red lipstick I like Now I don’t even remember why I missed her Swimming in your blue eyes
I spent years tryna get over my old lady So here’s looking at you kid I could look atcha all day Ooh ooh, ooh, here’s looking at you Ooh ooh, ooh, I could look atcha all day
Think I got a little lucky She hadn’t left me Never would’a seen your face Drinking on the chateau balcony My hideaway Dreaming while I’m wide awake Jet setting with you all over the world Casablanca, Paris, LA Every postmark helps forget my old girl Smokey lounge, sippin’ Bombay
I spent years tryna get over my old lady So here’s looking at you kid I could look atcha all day Ooh ooh, ooh, here’s looking at you Ooh ooh, ooh, I could look atcha all day
Oh baby, what a view, what a view God knew, god knew, god knew what he was doing When he made you
Oh baby, what a view, what a view God knew, god knew, god knew what he was doing When he made you
I spent years tryna get over my old lady So here’s looking at you kid I could look atcha all day Ooh ooh, ooh, here’s looking at you Ooh ooh, ooh, I could look atcha all day
Ooh, ooh ooh, all day Ooh, ooh ooh, and I could look atcha all day