Old man sunshine, listen you

Don't you tell me dreams come true

Just try it, and I'll start a riot



Beatrice Fairfax, don't you dare

Ever tell me he will care

I'm certain, it's the final curtain



I never wanna hear

From any cheerful Pollyannas

Who tell you Fate

Supplies a mate

It's all bananas!



They're writing songs of love

But not for me

A lucky star's above

But not for me



With love to lead the way

I found more clouds of gray

Than any Broadway play

Could guarantee



I was a fool to fall

And get that way

Hi-ho, alas

And also, lack-a-day



But still I can't dismiss

The memory of his kiss

I guess he's not for me