Angle Eyes                                            Matt Dennis, Nat ‘King’ Cole, Frank Sinatra, Sting

Try to think that love's not around / Still it's uncomfortably near
My poor old heart ain't gaining any ground / Because my angel eyes ain't here

Angel eyes, that old Devil sent / They glow unbearably bright
Need I say that my love's misspent / Mispent with angel eyes tonight

So drink up all of you people / Order anything you see
And have fun you happy people /
The drink and the laughs on me

Pardon me but I got to run / The fact's uncommonly clear
I got to find who's now the number one / And why my angel eyes ain't here

Excuse me while I disappear