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 grey Than any Russian play could guarantee I was a fool to fall and get that way Heigh ho, alas, and also lack-a-day Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss I know she's not for me It all began so well, but what an end This is the time a feller needs a friend Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss I'm so well aware she's not for me
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