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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, 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 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 |