Twin Soliloquies (Wonder How It Feels) - Frank Sinatra, Keely Smith

This is what I need, this is what I’ve longed for,

Someone young and smiling, climbing up my hill.

(We are not alike, probably I’d bore him)

(He's a cautious Frenchman, I’m a little hick)

Younger men than I, officers and doctors,

Probably pursue her, she could have her pick.

(Wonder why I feel jittery and jumpy,)

(I'm like a schoolgirl waiting before a dance)

Can I ask her now, I am like a schoolboy,

What will be her answer, do I have a chance?