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 I was a fool to fall and get that way Hi-ho alas, lack-a-day Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss I guess she's not for me 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 I was a fool to fall and get that way Hi-ho alas, lack-a-day Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss I guess she's not for, I guess she's not for I guess she's not for me