Nhạc sĩ: Harold Arlen, E.Y. Harburg
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It seems like happiness is just a thing called joke. He's got a smile that makes the lilacs wanna grow. He's got a way that makes the angels heave a sigh. When they know little Joe's passin' by. Sometime the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare. And then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere. Troubles fly away and life is easy go. Does he love me good? That's all I need to know. Seems like happiness is just a thing called joke. Sometime the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare. But when he kisses me, it's Christmas everywhere. Troubles fly away and life is easy go. Does he love me good? That's all I need to know. Seems like happiness is just a thing called joke. *