(Words by Al Stillman Music by Robert Allen)
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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 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 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
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Chances Are
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| Johnny Mathis |
