Психолог Зигмунд

It's time I used to work on the dark You just been on track And now all this love gets tough So tough She's the worst of diner all day Working for her man She brings home her bed for love She says we gotta hold on to what we've got It doesn't make a difference until we make it a night We've got each other And that's a life for love We'll give it a shot Oh, we're halfway there Oh, give it all my friends Take my hand, we'll make it I swear Oh