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 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 guess
She's not for me
It all began so well
But what an end
This is the time
A fella needs a friend
When every happy
Plot ends with
A marriage knot
And there's
No knot for me