| Chances are, 'cause I wear a silly grin
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| The moment you come into view
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| Chances are you think that I'm in love with you
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| Just because my composure sort of slips
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| The moment that your lips meet mine
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| Chances are you think my heart's 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'll believe the stars
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| That fill the skies are in my eyes
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| Guess you feel you'll always be
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| The one and only one for me
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| And if you think you could
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| Well, chances are your chances are awfully good
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| Chances are you'll believe the stars
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| That fill the skies are in my eyes
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| Guess you feel you'll always be
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| The one and only one for me
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| And if you think you could
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| Well, chances are your chances are awfully good
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| The chances are your chances are awfully good |