But Not For Me

But Not For Me - Ella Fitzgerald

They're writing songs of love but not for me

A lucky stars 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

Hi ho alas and also lackaday

Although I can't dismiss

The memory of his kiss

I guess he's not for me

It will begin so well

But what I need

This is the time of faller need you friend

When every happy plard

And with my rager not

And those none not

I guess he's not for me