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 her your wife and love her with love so true
Now some run high, some rivers run low
When her river runs red, she's starting her flow
And called 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 and go down to the old pub instead

She'll retain her water, her breasts will be
And every third that you say will offend 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
'Cause you'll only end up with a bloody
Get out of the house - to the old pub instead

And want 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 prayer to 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 where the lads are a-meetin'
When the moon's full and the gals are
The Catholic, the Protestant, even the
The pub is the place when lady is raggin'
So drink of your pint, boys, and thank shamrocks
That as menfolk we don't to bleed from our cocks
And we can escape from the lady in red
And get out of the and go down to the old pub instead