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 Russian play could guarantee.
I was a fool to fall
And Get That Way;
Heigh ho! Alas! and also, Lackaday!
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;
Im 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 Fella
Needs a Friend;
When ev'ry happy plot
Ends with the marriage knot
and there's no knot for me.