Brenda - Promises Lyrics
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Promises
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What Are The Lyrics For Promises By Brenda?
Standing back I can't believe how you've led me on
And judging by the things you say There's gotta be something wrong What you telling me that for you don't mean it What you telling me that for I don't believe it Your promises have never been anything you made them seem So what you gonna promise me this time You're telling lies so plain to see, you're trying to make a fool of me So what you gonna promise me this time I wanna know Seems that I've been playing your game And how you think you've won But when you count up what you've gained you're the lonely one What you telling me that for you don't mean it What you telling me that for I don't believe it Your promises have never been anything you made them seem So what you gonna promise me this time You're telling lies so plain to see, you're trying to make a fool of me So what you gonna promise me this time I wanna know What you telling me that for you don't mean it What you telling me that for I don't believe it Your promises have never been anything you made them seem So what you gonna promise me this time You're telling lies so plain to see, you're trying to make a fool of me So what you gonna promise me this time I wanna know I'll never know What you telling me for |
Who Wrote Promises By Brenda?
Gary Barlow, Graham Stack
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What's The Duration Of The Promises By Brenda?The duration of Promises is 3:54 minutes and seconds. |
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