Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Turkey Blues

Hey kid, why the face
Is it 'cause Santa Clause is flying over your place
You've been a bad kid all
So quit you snivellin' sucker and wipe up tears
You don't a damn thing
You're not cute and your attitude stinks
It suck to be you
Nobody you so what can you do
You think you got problems kid, you you got strife
But come December do you fear for your life
I'm your turkey so troubles are small
I'm stuffed on your table, I'm a tasty
I've got the christmas turkey
If you got necked ripped out then you'd have them too
I've got the christmas turkey
You me and waste and baste me and taste me and drown me in gravy too
You sir, you look like
you get your Christmas bonus cheque
Or maybe woman left you
Ripped your heart out of your chest and spat on it too
Is that why you're of gin
You look dishevelled and drool on your chin
You thought that this love laugh
But she said Merry baby and she booted your ass
Well that's tough for you mister, too bad your ordeal
How about getting stuffed in the wintertime, see how you
I don't get to yank no bones or make me a
It won't be long til I'm some scraps on a dish
I've got the turkey blues
If your butt was and roasted then you'd have then too
I've got the christmas turkey
You chase me and and baste me and taste me and drown me in gravy too