Holiday Billie-BUT NOT FOR ME
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 grey
than any Russain play could guarantee.
I was a fool to fall and get that way;
Heigh-ho. Alas. And also, lack-a-day.
Although I can t dismiss the mem ry of his kiss, I guess he s not for me.
He s knocking on a door, but not for me.
He ll plan a two by four, but not for me.
I know that love s a game;
I m puzzled, just the same,
was I the moth or flame
I m all at sea.
It all began so well, but what an end.
This is the time a feller needs a friend,
when ev ry happy plot ends with the marriage knot,
and there s no knot for me. |
