Ilove you, oh, so madly,
 But I don?t stand a
 Ghost of a chance with you!
 I thought at last I?d found you,
 But other loves surround you,
 And I don?t stand a
 Ghost of a chance with you.
 If you?d surrender,
 Just for a tender kiss or two,
 You might discover,
 that I?m the lover, meant for you,
 And I?d be true,
 But what?s the good of scheming,
 I Know I must be dreaming,
 For I don?t stand a
 Ghost of a chance with you