Luyện nghe bài hát Up The `pool

I'm going up the 'pool from the smoke below
To taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our Flo
The candy floss salesman ladies in the sand
Down for a freaky weekend in the hope that be meeting
Mister

The iron smiles down upon the silver sea
And along the golden mile be swigging mugs of tea
The politicians there who've to take the air
While for the daily press, will look around
And blame the mess on Bear

There'll be bucket, and bingo, cockles, mussels
days, seaweed and sand castles, icy waves
Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, dangling down
Sun stranded starfish in a daze

We're going up the 'pool from down the below
To my mum's jam sarnies and see our aunty Flo
The candy salesman watches ladies in the sand
Down for a weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting
Mister

be buckets, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels
Rainy days, seaweed and sand castles, icy
Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces down
Sun tanned stranded starfish in a

Oh,
Oh,