[Verse 1]
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 grey
Than any Russian play could guarantee

[Verse 2]
I was a fool to fall and get this way
Heigh-ho, alas, and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess she's not, she's not for me

[Verse 1]
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 grey
Than any Russian play can guarantee

[Verse 2]
I was a fool to fall and get this way
Heigh-ho, alas, and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess she's not
[Outro]
She's not for me