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
Oh, I was a fool to fall and get that way Heigh-ho!, Alas! And also, lack-a-day Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss I guess she's not for me
Mm, la-la-la-la-la
I was a fool to fall and get that way Heigh-ho! Alas! And also, lack-a-day Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss I guess she's not for me
