Sinead Doherty - Grant - But not for me - 2013
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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 grey than any Russain play could guarantee.
I was a fool to fall and get that way; Heigh-ho! Alas! And also, lack-a-day!
Although I can't dismiss the mem'ry of his kiss,
I guess he's mot for me.
He's knocking on a door, but not for me. He'll plan a two by four, but not for me.
I know that love's a game; I'm puzzled, just the same,
was I the moth or flame? I'm all at sea.
It all began so well, but what an end! This is the time a feller needs a friend,
when ev'ry happy plot ends with the marriage knot,
and there's no knot for me.
