Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Turkey Blues

Hey kid, why the face
Is it 'cause Santa Clause is flying right over your
You've been a bad kid all
So you snivellin' sucker and wipe up them tears
You don't deserve a damn
You're not even cute and your stinks
It must to be you
likes 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 table, I'm a tasty butterball
I've got the christmas blues
If you got your necked ripped out then you'd have too
got the christmas turkey blues
You chase me and waste and me and taste me and drown me in gravy too
You sir, you look heck
Didn't you get Christmas bonus cheque
Or your woman left you
Ripped your heart right out of your chest and on it too
Is why you're wreaking of gin
You look dishevelled and there's drool on chin
You thought that this love laugh
But she said Christmas baby and she booted your ass
that's tough for you mister, too bad about your ordeal
How getting stuffed in the wintertime, see how you feel
I don't get to no bones or make me a wish
It won't be til I'm just some scraps on a dish
I've got the christmas turkey
If your butt was stuffed and roasted then you'd then too
I've got the turkey blues
You me and waste and baste me and taste me and drown me in gravy too