Luyện nghe bài hát What The Butler Saw

Pacing through the light
A patch upon his eye
His pacing creaks the floorboards
As he tailors his thoughts for the truth truths
But his butler eyes through a hole in the door
What the butler don't see ain't a lot that's for

Francesca lays across the
They with words from mouth to mouth
And then with handfuls of her
See how the zipper off of her dress
Strangling her neck his hands in her gloves
The port and the brandy mix cocktails of

The porchlight, the
The frosted morning
The cloak of daylight has finally been
On the of what the butler saw

He his world all to himself
And locked it tight inside his
But she preferred his undone
She bathed in his but never his fun
He cracked on a mixture of and drink
The butler fetches and carries for him

The butler down to the lake
Francesca's body in a
No private eye was trace this
The old man was shaking, his marbles were
The shadows and and flickering lights
The butler's up with a cold in his eye

The porchlight, the
The morning lawn
The cloak of has finally been drawn
On the tale of what the saw