But Not for Me

But Not For Me
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 grey
Than any Russian play could guarantee
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Heigh-ho! Alas! And also, lack-a-day!
Although I can¿t dismiss the memory of his kiss, I guess he¿s mot for me

He¿s knocking on a door, but not for me
He¿ll plan a two by four, but not for me
I know that love¿s a game
I¿m puzzled, just the same
Was I the moth or flame
I¿m all at sea
It all began so well, but what an end
This is the time a feller needs a friend
When every happy plot ends with the marriage knot
And there¿s no knot for me