Julie London 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 gray
Than any Russian play - can guarantee
I was a fool to fall - and get that way;
Hi ho alas and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss the memory of his kiss
I guess he's not - he's not for me
