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've found more clouds of gray

Than any Russian play

could guarantee



I was a fool to fall

and get that way

Hi ho alas and also lackaday

Although I can't dismiss

The memory of his kiss

I guess he's not for me



I was a fool to fall

and get that way

Hi ho alas and also lackaday

Although I can't dismiss

The memory of his kiss

I guess he's not for me