They're writing songs of love, But not for me A lucky stars above, But not for me!
With love to lead the way, I've found more clouds of gra-ay Than any Russian play Coud garauntee
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 her kiss, I guess she's not for me
It all began so well, But what an end This is the time a fellow needs a friend. When every happy plot Ends with a marriage not And there’s no, not, no, not for me They writing songs of love but not for me