Luyện nghe bài hát Down To The Old Pub Instead

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

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

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

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

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