Luyện nghe bài hát Splitting Into Three

My dad he drives a
For the factory the lane
And June or July
He takes two in Spain

He his dirty trousers
the bathroom door
Where his puts her hair up
Bath water on the

My dad goes down the
Each Sunday his boat
And him with Roy and
beer crates on a rope

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

My dad liked Lulu and my mum Simon Dee
We to sit together and watch them on TV
one day it's over
And we're into three

I stay with my mum
Her such a sap
He once me a new rod
That I to my dad

He makes out he likes me
I it isn't true
He's got stupid stories
the trends he knew

My dad and me drinking
My mum up alone
She said she couldn't it
His car in the home

I them arrange a meeting
For in the day
I wonder if they'll up
And be in love

I can see my mum in his
A smile her face
I never they'd ever make up
And be in love