But Not for Me

Writer(s): George Gershwin / Ira Gershwin

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 – can guarantee
I was a fool to fall – and get this way; ah ho alas and awe – so lackaday
Although I can’t dismiss the memory of her kiss
I guess she’s not – she’s not for me
Old man sunshine – listen you never tell me dreams come true

Just try it – and all start a riot
Beatrice Fairfax don’t you dare ever tell me she will care
I’m certain – it’s the final curtain
I never want to here from any cheerful Polly-Anna’s
Who tell you fate supplies a mate – it’s all bananas
It all began so well – but what an end, this is the time – a fellow needs a friend
When every happy plot, ends with a marriage knot
And there’s no knot, no (k)not for me.

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