Theyre writing songs of love
But not for me
A lucky stars above
But not for me
With love to lead the way
Ive 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 also, lackaday!
Although I cant dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess
Shes 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 the marriage knot
And theres
No knot for me
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