When I was younger I used to laugh
At how people gave socks as presents to each other
Oh how they are laughing at me now
Now socks are all that I want
They're all I ever want
For every sock gets a hole
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh what a tiny life span
Be it thick, or thin, or sewed by your gran
Yeah now I know for sure
That socks are not born in the draw
And every sock get a hole
Oh oh oh oh oh
Give me yellow, give me blue
Give me vermilion
But don't give me one pair
Give me a million
For every sock gets a hole
Oh oh oh oh