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 are gray
Than any rainy day, could guarantee
I was a fool to fall, and get that way
I should have known the price, I'd have to pay
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he's not,
For me
![Listen to I Happen to Like New York (From "the New Yorkers") [Live] by Bobby Short](/mkimage/image/thumb/Music/29/4c/bd/mzi.pijqbgmc.jpg/375x375cc.webp "Listen to I Happen to Like New York (From \"the New Yorkers\") [Live] by Bobby Short")
