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 are 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 dis miss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he´s not for me

I was a fool to fall and get that way
Heigh ho, alas, and also lack-a-day
Although I can´t dis miss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he´s not for me