Peabo Bryson
Peabo Bryson
Peabo Bryson
Peabo Bryson
Peabo Bryson
Peabo Bryson
Peabo Bryson
Peabo Bryson
Peabo Bryson
Peabo Bryson
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, lady
Pardon me, lovely lady
Your smiling face reminds me of someone
She was so much like you
That I don't know what to say or do
It isn't you, oh, no, no
I'm sure by now you think I'm crazy
Let's find a place where we can talk alone
There's something about your eyes
And it's very much to my surprise
It isn't you, oh, no
Lady, lovely lady
I saw you from across the room
I couldn't help but staring
You got me staring
Lady, lovely lady
Lady, lovely lady
I saw you from across the room
I couldn't help but staring
You got me staring
Been so long since I've held her
And seeing you has turned a spark to flame
I'm taking up your time
But I can't get you out of my mind
It isn't you, oh, no
How I wish I could tell her
What I've been through
It seems like such a shame
Feeling the way I do
When I know down inside, it's true
It must be you, you, oh...
Lady, lovely lady
I saw you from across the room
I couldn't help but staring
Well, I'm staring
Lady, lovely lady
Lady, lovely lady
I saw you from across the room
I couldn't help but staring
You got me staring, staring...
Lovely Lady was written by Peabo Bryson.
Lovely Lady was produced by Peabo Bryson.