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I was standing in a line at Central Station
I overheard a snatch of conversation
Two girls were having a heart to heart
One of them said, "I don't know where to start"
She said, "I'm having too much trouble with these love affairs of mine
I can't seem to leave a single one behind
I can't go on letting my heart rule my head"
You know what I think the other one said?
She said, "Love is a gamble, it's a game of chance
Too much depends on circumstance
It's a fine art, a false start, a tough part for a delicate heart
Ooh, it's tough on a delicate heart"
I started to laugh and one of them caught my eye
She said, "You'd better not be laughing
At us or I'll blacken your eye"
I said, "Now there's no need to get violent with me
I'm only laughing 'cause I have to agree"
That love is a gamble, it's a game of chance
Too much depends on circumstance
It's a fine art, a false start, a tough part for a delicate heart
Ooh, get tough on your delicate heart
Place your bets, the odds are on romance
Take your partner and dance, dance, dance
But watch your step 'cause
Love is a gamble, it's a game of chance
Too much depends on circumstance
It's a fine art, a false start, a tough part for a delicate heart
Ooh, it's tough on a delicate heart
Look out, a delicate heart
It's no place for a delicate heart