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