Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Turkey Blues

Hey kid, why the face
Is it 'cause Santa is flying right over your place
You've been a bad kid all
So quit you snivellin' sucker and wipe up tears
You don't deserve a thing
You're not even cute and attitude stinks
It must to be you
likes you so what can you do
You you got problems kid, you think you got strife
But come December do you fear for your life
I'm your so your troubles are small
I'm on your table, I'm a tasty butterball
I've got the christmas blues
If you got your necked ripped out then have them too
got the christmas turkey blues
You chase me and waste and baste me and taste me and drown me in too
You sir, you look heck
Didn't you get Christmas bonus cheque
Or your woman left you
Ripped heart right 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 love would laugh
But she said Christmas baby and she booted your ass
Well 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 or make me a wish
It won't be long til I'm just some on a dish
I've got the christmas turkey
If your butt was stuffed and roasted then you'd have too
I've got the turkey blues
You chase me and and baste me and taste me and drown me in gravy too