How many women

Florence:
How many women would drive themselves crazy
By arguing over a game of chess?
Not very many - the way things are going
There'll soon be one less!

Freddie:
Don't believe you, sweetie pie -

Florence:
Listen, Freddie - I too had ambitions
How did I get waylaid?
How can such a flower
A sensitive soul, a delicate child
Wind up as a nursemaid
Respectably set for the glittering prizes
Instead of which I landed you-

Freddie:
You'll get your prizes!
I'm ninety per cent of the way to the top of the heap.

Florence:
Thanks - ten per cent - you got me cheap.

Freddie:
No, no Florence - I mean we are ninety per cent of the way -

Florence:
How many women - articulate women
With something to shoot about -
Spend their time
Playing a game in which silence is golden
And speaking a crime?

Freddie:
Maybe if he moved his king...

Florence:
All of my struggles for qualifications -
My nights with Goethe Proust
Recklessly abandoned
For you who thinks Chekhov is king to G3
And Joyce my college roommate!
But then when I show you a move you can't fanthom
I have to admit it feels great -

Freddie:
Great news for chess fans!
Yeah, that's how he did it - yeah, that's how the
Communists plays!

Florence:
Maybe I deserve a raise.