Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas In Capetown

Every
In
All the in the street
Radios up very loud
Dancing Queen
They our music

This English girl from the somewhere
Is with me at my place
Drinkin' up all my
Talkin' about the poor all the time
It's a disgrace, she says
I tell her, Darling, don't talk about
you understand
I tell her, Darling, talk about something
you don't anything about
I tell her, Darling, if you don't like it
go back to your own country

It's Christmas in Cape but it ain't the same
Oh, the boys on the beach are blowin'
And the summer wind kicks the clouds around

You know my little brother,
Well, he works out at the mine
I drove him out at five this mornin'
The niggers were in a big long line
You know big old lunch pails they carry, man
With a of Star Wars painted on the side
They were at us real hard with
big ugly yellow eyes
You feel it
You feel it

It's Christmas in Cape Town but it the same
The stores are all the time
And little on skateboards cut in and out of the crowd
And the lights still shine
Myself, I don't to drink the way
I to, man, you know
It don't seem to get me
And the beer taste the way it
ought to taste
And I know why

Don't talk to me the planes
Man, heard it
Just take a look
are we gonna do, blow up
the whole damn

It's Christmas in Cape
Christmas in Cape Town
It's Christmas in Town