Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Aunt Bette

Fat Aunt Bette with her in a net
baking pies as her curls set
And Uncle Mac with his crack
Is bending his santa's sack
Putting in

Cousin with his scissors handy
And a dispenser and a mouthful of candy
He's fighting over something his sister Liz
She says hers, he says it's his
Fa la la la la

Shadow of blue on the snow
Sky of gray
The icicles flash and the glow
It's Christmas day

Fat Aunt dripping beads of sweat
Bakes another pie, and she's not yet
And Uncle Mac his terrible back
Is sitting in his study popping pack

Grandma Timms is humming
Forgetting the words as her dims
And then she to grandpa, "Darling, Dear?"
But he doesn't 'cause he doesn't hear
she is speaking up

on a moonbeam
Houses draped in
Santa will come as the children
It's Christmas Eve

Little plastic angels and
Sit upon the counters and
Of Mac and Fat Aunt Bette
As night over the house
They listen to some holiday
And at last they say goodnight

Shadow of on the white snow
Sky of gray
The icicles and the fires glow
It's almost day
It's almost day
It's almost day
It's almost day