[Verse] Theyre writing songs of love, but not for me A lucky stars above, but not for me With love to lead the way, ill have more clouds of gray Than any russian play could guarantee I was a fool to fall and get that way Heighho, alas, and also lackaday Although i cant dismiss the memory of his kiss I guess hes not for me I know that loves a game im puzzled just the same Was i the moth or the flame? Im all at sea It all began so well, but what an end This time a gal could sure use a friend When every happy plot ends with a marriage knot And theres no knot for me
knot, heighho, lackaday, puzzled, dismiss