through the ceiling soon. The window sees trees cry from cold. And claw the moon But we know don't we. And we'll dream won't we. Of Montague Terrace in blue The girl across the hall makes love. Her
through the ceiling soon. The window sees trees cry from cold. And claw the moon But we know don't we. And we'll dream won't we. Of Montague Terrace in blue The girl across the hall makes love. Her
Downtown anywhere USA. You can find yourself a Hard Rock Cafe. Put your money on a number, anyone can play. Come on and tell us all about what happened to you today At the Hard Rock Cafe. Come to
Wah, ah, Smokey Joe's Cafe. Wah, ah, Smokey Joe's Cafe One day while I was eatin' beans at Smokey Joe's Cafe. Just sittin', diggin' on the scene at Smokey Joe's Cafe. A chick came walkin' through
Anh đi cafe sao đầu hôm tối om mò về. Sao không ngồi luôn anh về chi mới hai giờ sáng. Anh vô cafe anh ngồi coi có hai tờ báo. Anh quên mất rồi đâu hay tới giờ về nhà thăm em. Anh mê cafe hay là mê
