How Many Women

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[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 percent of the way to the top of the heap [FLORENCE] Thanks—ten percent—you got me cheap! [FREDDIE, spoken] No, no, Florence—I meant we are ninety percent of the way— [FLORENCE] How many women—articulate women With something to shout 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 and 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 fathom 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 Communist plays! [FLORENCE] Maybe I deserve a raise