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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 found more clouds of gray Than any Russian play Could guarantee I was a fool to fall And get that way Hi-ho, alas! And all So, 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 Hi-ho, alas! And all So, lack-a-day Although I can't dismiss The memory of her kiss I guess she's not for me Aus Songtexte Mania