Here's looking at you kid

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 miss her

Swimmin' in your blue eyes

I spent years tryna get over my old lady

So here's looking at you kid

I could look at you all day

Oh-oh-oh oh-oh

Here's looking at you

Oh-oh-oh oh-oh

I could look at you all day

Think I got a little lucky, she hadn't left me

Never would've seen your face

Drinking on a 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 at you all day

Oh-oh-oh oh-oh

Here's looking at you

Oh-oh-oh oh-oh

I could look at you all day

Oh baby, what a view, what a view

God knew, God knew, God knew what he was doing

When he made you

And 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 at you all day

Oh-oh-oh oh-oh

Here's looking at you

Oh-oh-oh oh-oh

I could look at you all day

Oh-oh-oh

All day

Oh-oh-oh

And I could look at you all day