Lyrics:

Old man sunshine, listen you
Never tell me dreams come true
Just try it and I'll start a riot
Beatrice Fairfax, don't you dare
Ever tell me she will care
I'm certain, that like it's the final curtain
I never want to hear from any cheerful Pollyanna's
Who tells you, 'Fate supplies a mate'
It's all bananas

They are writing songs of love, but not for me
A lucky star's shining up above, but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any one of those Russian plays could guarantee
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Hi-ho, alas, and also lack-a-day
Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss
I guess, that gal is not for me

It was a drag to fall and get that way
Hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-ho, alas, and also lack-a-day
Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss
I guess she's not, man, she's not for me
She's not for me