Luyện nghe bài hát What The Butler Saw

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

Francesca across the couch
They fight with words from mouth to
And then handfuls of her flesh
See how the broke off of her dress
Strangling her with his hands in her gloves
The port and the mix cocktails of love

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

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

The butler dragged to the lake
Francesca's in a cape
No eye was gonna trace this
The old man was shaking, his marbles were
The and footprints and flickering lights
The butler's up with a cold in his eye

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