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Ella Sings Gershwin,
My Kind Of Blues,
For Sentimental Reasons,
(George and Ira Gershwin)
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 skys 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
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