This Year's Kisses - Ella Fitzgerald, Ирвинг Берлин

I didn’t cry when romance was through

I looked around for somebody new

Since my romance, I’ve kissed one or two

But I’m afraid their kisses won’t do This year’s crop of kisses

Don’t seem as sweet to me This year’s crop just misses

What kisses used to be This year’s new romance

Doesn’t seem to have a chance

Even helped by Mister Moon above

This year’s crop of kisses

Is not for me For I’m still wearing last year’s love