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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 lack-a-day
Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss
I guess she's not for me
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 her kiss
I guess she′s not for me
Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss
I guess she′s not for me, yeah
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Writer(s): Ira Gershwin, George Gershwin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
