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
Ah ho alas and awe
So lackaday

I know I can't dismiss
The memory of your kiss
And I know she's not for me
No, she's not for me

I know she's not for me, for me
She's not for me (not for me)
(Not for me)
I know she's not for me (not for me)
(Not for me)
She's not for me (not for me)