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I'd Let My Golden Chances Pass Me By.

Do I Love You Because You're Beautiful, Or Are You Beautiful Because I Love You? Am I Making Believe I See In You, A Woman Too Perfect To Be Really True? Do I Want You Because You're Wonderful, Or Are You Wonderful Because I Want You? Are You The Sweet Invention Of A Lover's Dream, Or Are You Really As Beautiful As You Seem?

Do You Love Me Because I'm Beautiful, Or Am I Beautiful Because You Love Me?

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It Is A Modern Tragedy That Despair Has So Many Spokesmen, And Hope So Few.