Luyện nghe bài hát Stockings

"I don't for tights", she says
And does not me why
She her skirt above her knee
Revealing one brown

"I see", I say, and at
Her slender fingers
How cleverly pull upon
The threads of slumbers

Do you know where ends
And does begin?
It's the binding of
Her stocking and her

Oh

She stayed up so late I
ask me to go dance
But something in the way she
Told me I had no

The in her family
Was that she was nice
I'd say she was
I did not see the price

Do you know when friendship
And passion does
the gin and tonic
Makes the room begin to

Oh
Oh yeah,

There may be attraction
But it never flower
So I'm to read her mind, now
In this witching

Here's no for those who claim
To be easily
But how can I
she's so easily amused?

Do you where friendship ends
And passion does
When she does not you the way out on the way in
It's the binding
Of her stocking and her

Oh
Oh yeah,
Oh
Oh yeah,