But Not For Me

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 Pollyannas Who tell you fate supplies a mate - It's all bananas 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 found more clouds of gray Than any Russian play could guarantee. I was a fool to fall and get that way. Hi-ho, alas, and also lackaday! Although I can't dismiss the memory of his kiss, I guess he's not for me.