I love my socks. I love my socks. I love, my socks. I love, love, love, love My socks, socks, socks, socks. I love my socks. The socks control me. They are my very essence, My very being. Socks think therefore I am. I love my socks. One day I came home from my work, my socks were very comfy. From that day on, I decided, something rhymes with lumpy. SOCKS! WOAAAH Don't know what I'd do without them. SOCKS! WOAOOAAAAA! There used to be a line here but now I've forgotten.