But Not For Me (feat. Quincy Jones and His Orchestra)

Old man sunshine, listen you Never tell me dreams come true Just try it and I'll start a riot Beatrice Fairfax, don't you dare Ever tell me he will care I'm certain, it's the final curtain I never want to hear from any cheerful Polly Annas Who tells you fate supplies a mate It's all bananas They're writing songs of love but not for me Ah, lucky stars 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 Ah, ho, alas and awe so lackaday Although I can't dismiss The memory of his kiss I guess he never had eyes for me I was a fool to fall and get that way Ah, ho, alas and awe so lackaday Although I can't dismiss The memory of his kiss I guess, yes, he's not for me