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