Letras
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 gray
Than any Russian play
Could guarantee
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Hi-ho, alas, and lack-a-day
Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss
I guess she's not for meThey'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 gray
Than any Russian play could guarantee
I was a fool to fall and get that way
I hope at last that I can take
All the work and dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess she's not for me
I guess she's not for me
I guess she's not for me