But not for me
They're writing songs of love,But not for me.A lucky star's above,But not for me.With love to lead the wayI've found more clouds of greyThan any Russian playCould guarantee.I was a fool to fall and get that way.Heigh-ho! Alas! And also, lackaday!Although I can't dismissThe memory of her kiss,I guess she's not for me.
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They're writing songs of love,But not for me.A lucky star's above,But not for me.With love to lead the wayI've found more clouds of greyThan any Russian playCould guarantee.I was a fool to fall and get that way.Heigh-ho! Alas! And also, lackaday!Although I can't dismissThe memory of her kiss,I guess she's not for me.