Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Turkey Blues

Hey kid, why the face
Is it 'cause Santa Clause is right over your place
You've a bad kid all year
So quit you sucker and wipe up them tears
You don't deserve a damn
You're not even cute and attitude stinks
It must to be you
Nobody likes you so can you do
You you got problems kid, you think you got strife
But come each do you fear for your life
I'm your so your troubles are small
I'm stuffed on your table, I'm a butterball
I've got the turkey blues
If you got your ripped out then you'd have them too
I've got the christmas blues
You chase me and and baste me and taste me and drown me in gravy too
You sir, you look heck
Didn't you get Christmas bonus cheque
Or maybe woman left you
Ripped your heart right out of your chest and on it too
Is why you're wreaking of gin
You dishevelled and there's drool on your chin
You that this love would laugh
But she said Merry Christmas baby and she your ass
that's tough for you mister, too bad about 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 til I'm just some scraps on a dish
got the christmas turkey blues
If your butt was stuffed and roasted then have then too
I've got the christmas turkey
You me and waste and baste me and taste me and drown me in gravy too