Text: Billie Holiday. (I DON'T STAND A) GHOST OF A CHANCE.

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'll be true

But what's the good of scheming?
I know I must be dreaming
And I don't stand
A ghost of a chance with you