Misheard lyrics (also called mondegreens) occur when people misunderstand the lyrics in a song. These are NOT intentional rephrasing of lyrics, which is called parody.
This page contains all the misheard lyrics for Promises that have been submitted to this site and the old collection from inthe80s started in 1996.
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And I come from a place where they drag your horse through the mud
And I come from a place where they drag your hopes through the mud
And then my mama says, I can’t make you golden Grahams,
But I’ll give you anything
I make no promises, I can't do golden rings
But I'll give you everything
But there's no future rhythm memory
(2 lines later)
Oh, there's no future rhythm memory
But there's no future in a memory
(2 lines later)
Oh, there's no future in a memory
Don't go making all those homicides
You know you cannot keep.
Don't go making all those promises
You know you cannot keep.
However small the possibilities
That sometimes drift out by reality
However small the possibility
But sometimes tripped up by reality
I don't care what you do all night
I don't care what you do at night
I got a brother we can relate
I got a problem. Can you relate?
I got a problem
Down here of late
I got a woman
Drawin' my pay!
I got a problem
Can you relate?
I got a woman
Callin' love hate.
I got a problem, getting laid
I got a woman calling love pain
I got a problem. Can you relate?
I got a woman calling love hate
I will need you in the Next Life, I promise you
I will meet you in the Next Life, I promise you
My d*ck is in the air...
Magic is in the air...
Played, played
or
Play, play
or
Pray, pray
Prayed, prayed
That chick is in the air
Magic is in the air
The garden waste still looked for you
I got away still under you
The wind sings an ancient mebble song.
The wind sings our name in rebel songs.
The wind sings our name in applesauce.
The wind sings our name in rebel songs.
The wind sings our name in metal songs.
The wind sings our name in rebel songs.
There's gotta be something long
There's gotta be something wrong
Time is a broken glass with sphincters against the wall.
Time is a broken glass that splinters against the wall.
Which made all other lovers' food
Which made all other lovers fools
Why can’t you sing?
Why can’t you stay?
Woke up today in Castle Blue
Woke up today in casts of blue