Three Little Words

I need your love so badly

I love 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 lovers 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