HER LYRICS

BUT NOT FOR ME
George and Ira Gershwin


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 mot 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.