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 lack-a-day
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 lack-a-day
Although, I can't dismiss, the memory of his kiss
I guess he's not for me
