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!