[POLLY, sung]
Old Man Sunshine, listen you
Don't you tell me dreams come true
Just try it, and I'll start a riot
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've found more clouds of gray
Than any Russian play
Could guarantee
I was a fool to fall
And get that way
Hey-ho, alas! and al-
So, lack-a-day
Old Man Sunshine, listen you
Don't you tell me dreams come true
Just try it, and I'll start a riot
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've found more clouds of gray
Than any Russian play
Could guarantee
I was a fool to fall
And get that way
Hey-ho, alas! and al-
So, lack-a-day
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