They're writing songs of loveBut not for meA lucky star's aboveBut not for meWith love to lead the wayI've found more clouds of grayThan any Russian playCould guaranteeI was a fool to fallAnd get that wayHi ho! Alas!And also, lackaday!Although I can't dismissThe memory of her kissI guessShe's not for meIt all began so wellBut what an endThis is the timeA fellow needs a friendWhen every happy plotEnds with a the marriage knotAnd there'sNo knot for me