Humphrey Bogart
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 missed 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)
Here's looking at you (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)
Here's looking at you (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)
Here's looking at you (you, oh)
I could look at you all day
Oh, all day
Oh, and I could look at you all day
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
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)
Here's looking at you (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)
Here's looking at you (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)
Here's looking at you (you, oh)
I could look at you all day
Oh, all day
Oh, and I could look at you all day
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Writer(s): Jeremy Shada
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