Frederick Loewe
She Is Not Thinking of Me
She's so gay tonight, she's like spring tonight
She's a rollicking, frolicking thing tonight
So disarming
Soft and charming
She is not thinking of me
No, she's not thinking of me

In her eyes tonight, there's a glow tonight
They're so bright, they could light Fontainebleu tonight
She's so gracious
So vivacious
She is not thinking of me

Bless her little heart
Crooked to the core
Acting out a part
What a rollicking, frolicking bore

She's such fun tonight, she's a treat tonight
You could spread her on bread, she's so sweet tonight
So devoted
Sugarcoated
That it's heartwarming to see
Oh, she's simmering with love
Oh, she's shimmering with love
Oh, she's not thinking of me
(Instrumental break)

She is not thinking of me
Someone has set her on fire
Is it Jacques or Paul or Leon
Who's turning her furnace up higher?
Oh, she's hot, but it's not for Gaston

Oh, she's big tonight, oh so gay tonight
A gigantic, romantic cliche tonight
Though she blushes
How she gushes
How she fills me with ennui
She's so ooh-la-la-la
So untrue-la-la-la
Oh, she's not thinking of me