Amazing how the difference
Between what it seems in your dreams
And the day when it gets light
The patterns that resembled you
Arise in my eyes and collide
I don′t care 'cause it′s alright
Whoa-oh, Brenda, oh, Brenda
Won't you tell me that it's true?
And tell me, how do all the people in your tent
Make you feel a little cramped?
Delightful how the echoes ring the eaves
And the leaves on your sleeves
Tumble down onto the ground
I got to have another slice of love
That′s the stuff, it′s enough
Whoa-oh, Brenda, oh, Brenda
Won't you tell me that it′s true?
And tell me, how do all the people in your tent
Make you feel a little cramped?
Brenda′s tents are a little cramped
Brenda's tents are a little cramped
Brenda′s tents are a little cramped
Brenda's tents are a little cramped
Brenda's tents are a little cramped
Brenda′s tents are a little cramped
Brenda′s tents are a little cramped
Brenda's tents are a little cramped
Brenda′s tents are a little cramped
Brenda's tents are a little cramped
Brenda′s tents are a little cramped