But Not for Me

Old Man Sunshine, listen, you, 

 Never tell me dreams come true, 

 Just try it, and I'll start a riot, 

 Beatrice Fairfax don't you dare, 

 Ever tell me she will care, 

 I'm certain, It's the final cutain.

 

 I never want to hear from any cheerful Pollyannas 

 Who tell me fate supplies a mate

It's all bananas

 



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 found more clouds of grey, 

 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.

 

 It all began so well, but what an end, 

 This is the time a fella needs a friend, 

 When every happy plot, 

 Ends in a marriage knot, 

 And there's no knot for me.