Luyện nghe bài hát Down To The Old Pub Instead

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

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

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

And she'll you to sample the fruit of her loins
But son, it'll like some old rusty coins
So turn off the light, boy, and off your hat
And drop to your knees, say a to Saint Pat
Then give you the strength to get out of the bed
And for Ireland's sake, go to the old pub instead

Now the pub is the place where the are a-meetin'
When the full and the gals are a-bleedin'
The Catholic, the Protestant, even the
The pub is the place when your is raggin'
So drink of pint, boys, and thank your shamrocks
That as menfolk we don't have to bleed from our
And that we can from the lady in red
And get out of the house and go to the old pub instead