Tác giả: Madness
Father wears his. Sunday best. Mother's tired she needs a rest. The kids are playing up downstairs. Sister's sighing in her sleep. Brother's got a date to keep. He can't hang around. Our house in the middle of our.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Madness
FATHER WEARS HIS. SUNDAY BEST. MOTHER'S TIRED. SHE NEEDS A REST. THE KIDS ARE PLAYING. UP DOWNSTAIRS. SISTER'S SIGHING IN. HER SLEEP. BROTHER'S GOT. A DATE TO KEEP. HE CAN'T HANG AROUND. OUR HOUSE. IN THE MIDDLE.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Bon Jovi
These four walls have got a story to tell. (Oh-oh, oh-oh...!). The door is off the hinges, there's no wishing them well. (Oh-oh, oh-oh...!). Outside the sky is coal black, the streets are on fire. The picture windows.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Commodores
AH. MM MM MM. AW SHE'S A BRICK HOUSE. SHE'S MIGHTY MIGHTY. A-JUST LETTIN' IT. ALL HANG OUT. AW SHE'S A BRICK HOUSE. I LIKE LADIES STACKED. AND THAT'S A FACT. AIN'T HOLDIN'. NOTHIN' BACK. AW SHE'S A BRICK HOUSE.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Cardi B & Megan Thee Stallion
Whores in this house. There's some whores in this house. There's some whores in this house. There's some whores in this house (Hol' up). I said certified freak, seven.
Tác giả: Tyler Johnson
Bài Hát: Burning House. Ca Sĩ: CAM. I had a dream about a burning house. You were stuck inside. I couldn't get you out. I laid beside you. And pulled you close. And the two of us went up in smoke. Love isn't.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Tamia
I don't understand. You look just like the man. In the picture by our bed. The suspense is pounding and clouding up my head. I'm checkin' your clothes. And you wear the same size shoe. You sleep in his spot. And.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Burt Bacharach
A chair is still a chair even when there's no one sittin' there. But a chair is not a house and a house is not a home. When there's no one there to hold you tight. And no one there you can kiss goodnight. A room is a.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Alan JuckJon
We still wear our rings. We still say. I love you. We both play the part. Oh so well but everyone knows. It's just a sad show. And we're only fool in ourselves. It's like living in a house with no curtains. The whole.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
First you say you needed me. Then you give me sympathy. They say good girls never win. Something good in giving in. How do I get through to you? You must be made of stone. Just when I was safe and sound. Love, you built.