| Chances are
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| Cause I wear a silly grin
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| The moment you come into view
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| Chances are you think
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| That I’m in love with you
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| Just because
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| My composure sorta slips
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| The moment that your lips meet mine
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| Chances are you think my heart’s
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| Your Valentine
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| In the magic of moonlight
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| When I sigh hold me close dear
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| Chances are you believe the stars
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| That fill the skies
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| Are in my eyes
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| Guess you feel you’ll always be The one and only one for me And if you think you could
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| Well, chances are the chances are
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| Awfully good
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| It’s not for me to say
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| You love me It’s not for me to say
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| You’ll always care
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| Oh, but here for the moment
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| I can hold you fast
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| And press your lips to mine
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| And dream that love, will last
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| As far as I can see
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| This is Heaven
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| And speaking just for me It’s ours to share
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| Perhaps the glow of love will grow
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| With every passing day
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| Or we may never meet again
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| But then
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| It’s not for me to say
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| (Dah-dah)
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| Speaking just for me It’s ours to share
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| Perhaps the glow of love will grow
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| With every passing day
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| Or we may never meet again
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| But then, it’s not for me to say
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| But chances are the chances are
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| Awfully good
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| (I hope and pray it’s true)
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| The chances are
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| The chances are
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| Awfully good
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| Awfully good
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| Chances are |