Old man sunshine, listen you   Don't you tell me dreams come true   Just try it, and I'll 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 wanna 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 found more clouds of gray   Than any Broadway play   Could guarantee      I was a fool to fall   And get that way   Hi-ho, alas   And also, lack-a-day      But still I can't dismiss   The memory of his kiss   I guess he's not for me