Luyện nghe bài hát Splitting Into Three

My dad he a tipper
For the factory down the
And every June or
He takes two in Spain

He hangs his trousers
Behind the bathroom
Where his girlfriend her hair up
Bath on the floor

My dad down the river
Each Sunday his boat
And him Roy and Kevin
Drop beer on a rope

He comes back the river
But his up the pub
So all fish go flying
And he storms out in a

My dad liked and my mum liked Simon Dee
We used to sit together and watch on TV
Then one day over
And we're splitting into

Sometimes I with my mum
Her such a sap
He once me a new rod
I gave to my dad

He makes out that he me
I it isn't true
got some stupid stories
About the he knew

My dad and me went
My mum turned up
She she couldn't take it
His car in the home

I heard arrange a meeting
For in the day
I if they'll make up
And be in again

I can see my mum in his
A smile upon her
I thought they'd ever make up
And be in again