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 his kiss
i guess he's not for me. he's knocking on a door
but not for me. he'll plan a two by four
but not for me. i know that love's a game;
i'm puzzled
just the same
was i the moth or flame?
i'm all at sea. it all began so well
but what an end!
this is the time a feller needs a friend
when ev'ry happy plot ends with the marriage knot
and there's no knot for me.