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 skies of gray

Than any Russian play could guarantee

I was a fool to fall, and get that way

Hi-ho, alas, and also lack-a-day

Although I can't dismiss

The memory of his kiss

I guess he's not for me

Although I can't dismiss

The memory of his kiss

I guess he's not for me