Luyện nghe bài hát Down To The Old Pub Instead

Lad, it's your duty to find ye a
With hips and a pink, supple ass
And make her your wife and her with love so true
Now some run high, some rivers run low
her river runs red, then she's starting her flow
And called menstr'ation, and here's what it means to you

You will notice her bloomers are at first
Stand back - her ovarian dam's gonna
Son, don't be afraid, a natural t'ing
wad up some cotton and hand her some string
Put the old on top of the bed
Get out of the house and go down to the old pub

She'll retain her water, her breasts be tender
And every third word that you say offend her
Get out of the house and go down to the old pub
And she'll want to love - if you do, you're a fool
'Cause you'll end up with a bloody O'Toole
Get out of the house - to the old pub instead

And she'll want you to sample the fruit of her
But son, taste like some old rusty coins
So turn off the light, boy, and take off hat
And to your knees, say a prayer to Saint Pat
Then he'll give you the to get out of the bed
And for sake, go down to the old pub instead

Now the pub is the where the lads are a-meetin'
the moon's full and the gals are a-bleedin'
The Catholic, the Protestant, even the
The pub is the place when your lady is
So of your pint, boys, and thank your shamrocks
That as menfolk we have to bleed from our cocks
And we can escape from the lady in red
And get out of the house and go down to the old pub