Chancers Are - Ike & Tina Turner

Chances are you’ll be needing little me again

I don’t know how and, baby, I can’t say when

You’ll gonna need my love someday

I’m gonna be too far away

And, chances are, you you’ll be needing little me again

(He makes her blue

What can she do?

He’s growing cold, her love is old

He’s getting bored)

To you it is just a puppy love

You never cared how much you broke my heart

But one day you’ll thought and say: «why did I treated little Tina that way?»

And, chances are, you’ll be needing little me again

(He makes her blue

What can she do?

He’s growing cold, her love is old

He’s getting bored)

Til' you really love me that it will never die

All you did was hurt me and caused me scars

Right now you think you’re on top

But one day you’ll might slip and flaw

Be chances are, you’ll be needing little me again

(He makes her blue

What can she do?

He’s growing cold, her love is old

He’s getting bored)

Simple things is all you have for me

You might as well go on and let me be

You think you taught me in around, but he’s the taught all over this town

But chances are you’ll be needing little me again…