Texty: Irving Berlin. How's Chances?.

When I want to see the boys
I know where to find the boys
I don't go through a club or two
I just find you and there are the boys
To get you alone I strive
You ask me to tea at five
I find you then with other men
And wonder when my chance will arrive

How's chances, say, how are the chances
Of making you love me the way I love you

How many young men must I fight with
To be in right with
In right with you

How's chances for one of those glances

A glimpse of the heaven I'm longing to see

How's chances to end all your romances
And start taking your chances with me


[alternate bridge:]
My castle will need some restoring
Ceiling and flooring
Furniture, too