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
It all began so well but what an end
This is the time a fellow needs a friend
When every happy plant ends with a marriage dart
And there's no light, I guess he's not for me

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