歌词
A crime against fashion,
That’s how they were described,
But they keep my legs warm,
All the way up to my thighs,
Long stark white socks,
With a little lace at the top,
Or maybe little polka dots,
They go well with my plot
I don’t care what they say,
I don’t care what they say,
I ******* love these socks,
Nothing else makes me feel this way.
(So just), listen to reason
Can’t you see that you’re causing a scene?
Come on, you know
It’s tough enough to deal with
The public opinion, without those things
I’ll never listen to reason,
Public opinion can suck a sardine,
You’ll have to pull them from my cold dead hooves,
Cause that’s the only way you’ll get these socks from me
So long to the disbelief
So long to the panicking
A bit of comfort through thick and thin
Does a lot for the mind
Cuz it’s really therapeutic
She don’t care
(Don’t care)
What you think
She don’t care
(Don’t care)
What you say
You’ve got her so aggravated
why you always gotta be that way
Some bits of fabric that are hardly called for
I gotta say that she won me over
(woah, woah) and over, and over
A blank stare’s all you’ll get from me
Cuz I’m in awe of your hosiery
(woah, woah) I don’t really wanna talk about it
(woah, woah I don’t really wanna talk about it)
Brainwashed, that’s hardly called for
My God I think I need a doctor
(woah, woah) I don’t really wanna talk about it
(So just), listen to reason
Can’t you see that you’re causing a scene?
(Come on, you know)
It’s tough enough to deal with
The public opinion, without those things
I’ll never listen to reason,
Public opinion can suck a sardine,
You’ll have to pull them from my cold dead hooves,
Cause that’s the only way you’ll get these socks from me.