Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
Wayne Newton
They're writing songs of love, but not for me
A lucky star's up 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 a lucky day
Although I can't dismiss the memories of her kiss
I guess she's not for me
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Hi-ho, alas, and also a lucky day
Although I can't dismiss the memories of her kiss
I guess she's not
No, she's not for me
But Not For Me was written by George Gershwin & Ira Gershwin.