Текст и слова песни Aber Trace – Big Socks
It's a rough day,
Especcialy when your name is Fay.
I have big socks,
And they don't fit my goat.
Boom, Click, Soup.
I have brown underwear.
I like pasta
I like ink
I like to do the winky-dink
I like to shave my armpits
Inside my nose.
Sometimes I fart
But... Noone is there
I begin to cry, and wonder if I should just die.
It's like...
I'd rather burp and puke,
But I hate to do the Jukey-Juke.
I sit in a chair, with my butt, bare.
The chair is cold, but my great aunt is old.
I have big shoes,
But here I am, singing the blues.
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
Especcialy when your name is Fay.
I have big socks,
And they don't fit my goat.
Boom, Click, Soup.
I have brown underwear.
I like pasta
I like ink
I like to do the winky-dink
I like to shave my armpits
Inside my nose.
Sometimes I fart
But... Noone is there
I begin to cry, and wonder if I should just die.
It's like...
I'd rather burp and puke,
But I hate to do the Jukey-Juke.
I sit in a chair, with my butt, bare.
The chair is cold, but my great aunt is old.
I have big shoes,
But here I am, singing the blues.
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
Big Socks
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