Luyện nghe bài hát Fishin' Hole

Wanna some quality time with my son
So I brought him to the fishin' hole
Didn't like the feelin' of that worm in his
Got mad, threw down his fishin'

Said, "That's alright, son. go and get an ice cream"
"Let old man buy you a treat"
But he didn't no flavors up upon that wall
crying, and ran into the street...

He's an asshole, my kid's an
I it just don't float my boat
Always crying, crying
Made me punch him in his little throat
my lady up to tell her what had happened
How our son had run
She said, "Don't worry, baby, I will to him"
"And everything be okay"

My lady's an asshole, she's an
Her is off the charts
Always perfect, always
me wanna punch her in her lady-parts

I decided I'd go to the bar
And drown my in a beer
But the sign outside said 'Closed For
open up again next year'...

That bar is an asshole, an asshole
Oh, the bar in the land!
Always closing, closing
Can't punch a bar, cause hurt your hand
I went to forget about my troubles
Sat down in my favorite eazy
But I relax from the pain I was feelin'
As my began to flair...

My asshole's an asshole, a real
Needs to put his in check!
Always burning, itching
Made me wanna punch him in his neck

Late one night, lyin' in bed
Mmmm, a came
Are there really everywhere I look?
Or am I the one to
Maybe I do not say the things I should say
And I don't do the I ought
So I took a good, look at myself in the mirror
And this is I thought...
The guy who sold me mirror is an asshole, he's an asshole
Son of a bitch it was antique
He was lyin', he was
me wanna punch him in his salesman cheek

I'm on a real streak
I could open up an boutique
I think this song has reached its
Goodbye, you assholes, see you week!