I need your love so badly, 

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!