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Every year this time comes round
And sometimes I forget
You know it's unintentional
It slips my mind and yet
I get such a guilty feeling
That I should have known
It sets my senses reeling
The chances I have blown
Those chances that I can't get back
The times to say I love you
You know I always think it but
I know that I should tell you
So now I say the best I can
At this special time
I really, really love you Ma'am
You are my Valentine
