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
Can guarantee
I was a fool to fall
And get this way
Ah ho alas and awe
So lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess she's not
She's not for me
And there's no knot, no (k) not for me