Luyện nghe bài hát What The Butler Saw

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

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

The porchlight, the
The morning lawn
The cloak of has finally been drawn
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 bathed in his but never his fun
He on a mixture of Opera and drink
The butler still fetches and for him

The butler dragged to the lake
body in a cape
No private eye was gonna trace
The old man was shaking, his marbles were
The shadows and footprints and flickering
The butler's up late with a in his eye

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