Anh Thương Em Nhất Mà - Lã, LOG, TIB. Ngược dòng thời gian quay về quá khứ. Anh tìm lại những kí ức hôm nào. Lục tìm trong trí nhớ ngày đầu thu. Anh mỉm cười nhớ bóng dáng của em. Ngày em đến bên anh
Why don't you come over?. It's lonely at the wooden lodge. Why don't you come and see our baby?. You haven't seen her for so long Come on baby, shift that log. Come on baby, wash that dog. Give
Why don't you come over?. It's lonely at the wooden lodge. Why don't you come and see our baby?. You haven't seen her for so long Come on baby, shift that log. Come on baby, wash that dog. Give
My love is in league with the freeway. Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by. And the tail-lights dissolve in the coming of night. And the questions in thousands take flight My love is a-mile
Working for the devil you'll have to pay his tax. That means going to see him down among the racks. You don't believe in him, but he can wait for you. You do his work so fine he'll remember you. H