โหลดเพลง mp3 Down To The Old Pub Instead - Stephen Lynch

Down to the Old Pub Instead (Explicit) - Stephen Lynch
Written by：Stephen Lynch
Lad it's your duty to find ye a lass
With child-bearing hips and a pink supple ass
And make her your wife
And love her with love so true

Now some rivers run high
Some rivers run low
When her river runs red
Then she's starting her flow
And it's called menstr'ation
And here's what it means to you

You will notice her bloomers are spotty at first
Stand back her ovarian dam's gonna burst
Son don't be afraid
It's a natural t'ing
Just wad up some cotton and hand her some string

Put the old linens on top of the bed
Get out of the house
And go down to the old pub instead

She'll retain her water
Her breasts will be tender
And every third word that you say will offend her

Get out of the house
And go down to the old pub instead

And she'll want to make love
If you do you're a fool
'Cause you'll only end up with a bloody O'Toole

Get out of the house

Down to the old pub instead

And she'll want you to sample the fruit of her loins
But son it'll taste like some old rusty coins

So turn off the light boy and take off your hat
And drop to your knees
Say a prayer to Saint Pat
Then he'll give you the strength to get out of the bed
And for Ireland's sake
Go down to the old pub instead

Now the pub is the place
Where the lads are a-meetin'
When the moon's full
And the gals are a-bleedin'
The Catholic the Protestant even the pagan
The pub is the place when your lady is raggin'
So drink of your pint boys
And thank your shamrocks
That as menfolk we don't have to bleed from our cocks

And that we can escape from the lady in red

And get out of the house
And go down to the old pub instead