Old Man Sunshine, listen, you,

Never tell me dreams come true,

Just try it, and I''ll start a riot,

Oprah Winfrey 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,

Who tell 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 clouds 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 her kiss

I guess

She''s not for me



It all began so well

But what an end

This is the time

A fellow needs a friend



The climax of the plot

Should be a marriage knot

But there''s

No knot for me



Although I can''t dismiss

The memory of her kiss

I guess

She''s not for me