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Chances are 'cause I wear a silly grinThe moment you come into viewChances are you think that I'm in love with youJust because my composure sort of slipsThe moment that your lips meet mineChances are you think my heart's your ValentineIn the magic of moonlight when I sigh, "Hold me close, dear"Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyesGuess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for meAnd if you think you couldWell, chances are your chances are awfully goodChances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyesGuess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for meAnd if you think you couldWell, chances are your chances are awfully goodThe chances are your chances are awfully good From Letras Mania