Luyện nghe bài hát Pot Belly Bill

The Gas supply has cut off, the tele's on the blink
Billy stinks, he drinks & up in the kitchen sink
He's sick of his bleedin' life, & he's gonna smack the in the jaw
Billy Mrs and scrubs while Billy's down the boozer
But had a belly full now Billy's gonna lose her
She's in her dressing gown, breaking down the bedroom door

POT... POT BILL: A Big fat dirty lout
A pig & a
POT... POT BELLY BILL: A fowl gob that's never
A fat slob with a gut.
POT POT POT BILL

He's such a hog at tea time, he down his grub
He burps & makes rude noises, then he nicks off the pub
Between you & me, & Mrs will agree, he's a swine
[Chorus]...
[Guitar

It's time at the local, & he stumbles out the bar
The drunken lump forgets to switch the on in his car
But Billy is a darer, he did not see the round the bend.
1/2 an hour latter hospitalised, "Tell the wife to bring some cans in
the grapes" He cries.
But seen the light, she said "Serve the fat slob right, I hope he DIES"