歌词
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 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 memory of her kiss
I guess she's not for me
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Heigh-ho! Alas! And also lack-a-day!
Although I can't dismiss
the memory of her kiss
I guess she's not for me