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They're writing songs of love, but not for meA lucky star's above, but not for meWith love to lead the way I've found more clouds of grayThan any Russian play, could guaranteeI was a fool to fall, and get that wayHi ho alas and also lackadayAlthough I can't dismissThe memory of his kissI guess he's not for meI was a fool to fall, and get that wayHi ho alas and also lackadayAlthough I can't dismissThe memory of his kissI guess he's not for me Aus Songtexte Mania