Dionne Bromfield - Foolish Little Girl Lyrics

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Foolish Little Girl

Foolish Little Girl Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Foolish Little Girl By Dionne Bromfield?
Foolish little girl
An fickle little girl You didn't want him when he wanted you Foolish little girl An fickle little girl You didn't want him when he wanted you He's found another love It's her he's dreaming of And there's not a single thing that you can do But I love him No you don't it's just your pride that hurts I still love him If you got him back again You'd go right out and do him good Foolish little girl An fickle little girl You didn't want him when he wanted you He's found another love It's her he's dreaming of And there's not a single thing that you can do But I love him It's too late to have a change of heart I still love him Tomorrow is his wedding gay And you'd keep quite if you're smart. Oh you foolish little girl An fickle little girl You didn't want him when he wanted you He's found another love It's her he's dreaming of And there's not a single thing that you can do Forgot it girls he don't belong to you I still love him It's to late he's found somebody new But I love him There's not a single thing that you can do I still love him Forget him cos he don't belong to you Yea yea yea ah yea Yeah There's not a single thing that you can do Forget him girls he don't belong to you There's not a single thing that you can do |
Who Wrote Foolish Little Girl By Dionne Bromfield?
Howard Greenfield, Helen Miller
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What's The Duration Of The Foolish Little Girl By Dionne Bromfield?The duration of Foolish Little Girl is 2:24 minutes and seconds. |
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