They're writing songs of love, but not for me
Those lucky stars above, but not for me
With love to lead the way
I've found more clouds of grey
Than any Broadway play could guarantee
I was a fool to fall, to fall and get that way
High ho, alas and throughout the day
Although I can't dismiss the mem'ry of his kiss
I guess he's not for me
They're writing songs of love, but not for me
Those lucky stars above, but nobody but not for me
With love to lead the way
I've found more clouds of grey
Than any Russian play could guarantee
And maybe I was a fool to fall, to fall and get that way
High ho, alas and lack-a-day
Although I can't dismiss the mem'ry of his kiss
I guess he's not for me,
Say he's not for me, say he's not for me
The man is not for me, he's not for me
He's not for me, he's not for, not for me
Baby he's not for me, he's not for me
Hey baby, he's not for me, baby he's not for me
He's not for me
All right, we're going to wrap this up but before we do
I'd like to introduce the band for you if I may
On piano: Doug Riley, on bass: Thomas Szczesniak
And on drums: Bob McLaren
We just hope you enjoyed yourself
We enjoyed ourselves and hope you come back
And thank you very much