Luyện nghe bài hát What The Butler Saw

Pacing through the flickering
A velvet upon his eye
His creaks the floorboards loose
As he his thoughts for the truth around truths
But his keeps eyes through a hole in the door
What the don't see ain't a lot that's for sure

Francesca lays the couch
They fight with words mouth to mouth
And then handfuls of her flesh
See how the zipper off of her dress
her neck 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 of what the butler saw

He kept his world all to
And locked it tight his belt
But she preferred his undone
She bathed in his but never his fun
He cracked on a mixture of Opera and
The butler still and carries for him

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

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