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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 clouds of gray Than any Russian play - can guarantee I was a fool to fall - and get this way Ah ho alas and awe - so lackaday Although I can‘t dismiss The memory of his kiss I guess he‘s not - he‘s not for me Old man sunshine - listen you Never tell me dreams come true Just try it - and all 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 PollyAnna‘s Who tell you fate supplies a mate - it‘s all bananas It all began so well - but what an end This is the time - a fellow needs a friend When every happy plot Ends with a marriage knot And there‘s no knot, no not for me |
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poezja |
frank sinatra |
nie tylko swingowo |
basnie |
calvin & hobbes |