“But Not for Me (live)”

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
It’s the final curtain

I never want to hear
From any cheerful Pollyannas
That 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 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
Lack-a-day

And though I can’t dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess she’s not for me

Micky: And now here’s me doing my mom doing Billie Holiday.

I was a fool to fall
And get that way
Hi-ho, alas, and also
Lack-a-day

And though I can’t dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess she’s not for me