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 he will care I'm certain, it's the final curtain I never want to hear from any cheerful Pollyannas Who tells you fate supplies a mate It's all bananas 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 skies 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 (bridge) Although I can't dismiss The memory of his kiss I guess he's not for me