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Promises, promises
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I'm all through with promises, promises now
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I don't know how I got the nerve to walk out
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If I shout, remember I feel free
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Now I can look at myself and be proud
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I'm laughing out loud
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Oh, promises, promises
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This is where those promises, promises end
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I don't pretend that what was wrong can be right
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Every night I sleep now, no more lies
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Things that I promised myself fell apart
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But I found my heart
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Oh, promises, their kind of promises, can just destroy a life
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Oh, promises, those kind of promises, take all the joy from life
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Oh, promises, promises, my kind of promises
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Can lead to joy and hope and love
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Yes, love!!
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<instrumental interlude>
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Every night I sleep now, no more lies
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Things that I promised myself fell apart
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But I found my heart
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Oh, promises, their kind of promises can just destroy a life
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Oh, promises, those kind of promises take all the joy from life
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Oh, promises, promises, my kind of promises
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Can lead to joy and hope and love
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Yes, love!!
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Promises, Promises
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| Burt Bacharach |
