| But Not for Me |
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| 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 grey |
| than any Russain 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 dismiss the mem'ry of her kiss, |
| I guess she's not for me. |
