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
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
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
I guess he's not for me