When i was younger i used to laugh At how people gave socks as presents to each other Oh how they are laughing at me now Now socks are all that i want, they're all i ever want
For every sock gets a hole Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh what a tiny life span Be it thick, or thin, or sewed by your gran
Yeah now i know for sure That socks are not born in the draw And every sock get a hole Oh oh oh oh oh
Give me yellow, give me blue Give me vermillion But don't give me one pair Give me a million Oh do't give me one pair give me a million