Rod Stewart But Not for Me
Old Man Sunshine, listen, you,
Never tell me dreams come true,
Just try it, and I'll start a riot,
Oprah Winfrey don't you dare,
Ever tell me she will care,
I'm certain, it's the final curtain.
I never want to hear from any cheerful Pollyannas,
Who tell you fate supplies a mate, it's all bananas.
They're writing songs of love
But not for me
But not for me
A lucky star's above
With love to lead the way
Than any Russian play
I've found more clouds of gray
Could guarantee
I was a fool to fall
And get that way
And also, lackaday!
Hi ho! Alas!
Although I can't dismiss
I guess
She's not for me
The memory of her kiss
It all began so well
But what an end
A fellow needs a friend
This is the time
Should be a marriage knot
The climax of the plot
But there's
No knot for me
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of her kiss
She's not for meI guess