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 wife and love her with love so true
Now rivers run high, some rivers run low
When her runs red, then she's starting her flow
And it's called menstr'ation, and what it means to you

You will notice her bloomers are spotty at
back - her ovarian dam's gonna burst
Son, be afraid, it's a natural 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

She'll retain her water, her breasts will be
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 make - if you do, you're a fool
you'll only end up with a bloody O'Toole
Get out of the - down to the old pub instead

And she'll want you to the fruit of her loins
But son, it'll like some old rusty 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 are a-bleedin'
The Catholic, the Protestant, the pagan
The pub is the place your lady is raggin'
So drink of your pint, boys, and thank your
That as menfolk we don't have to 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