Into my hands
I roll it around
And nothing comes out
By chance, we fight
By chance, struck a chord
Well stand tonight
Who broke who
Who screamed who
Theres no two things
Lovers can do
By chance, we fight
By chance, struck a chord
Well stand tonight
Whos your tall friend?
Hes built like a song
The valley of tin pan *
Is where he belongs
By chance, we fight
By chance, struck a chord
Well stand tonight
Bye-bye-bye-bye-bye
* belief that tin pan alley situated somewhere in china