Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Aunt Bette

Fat Bette with her hair in a net
She's baking as her curls set
And Uncle Mac with his crack
Is bending over his santa's
presents in

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

Shadow of blue on the snow
Sky of charcoal
The icicles flash and the glow
almost Christmas day

Fat Aunt Bette dripping of sweat
Bakes pie, and she's not done yet
And Uncle Mac with his back
Is sitting in his study popping bubble

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

on a moonbeam
Houses draped in
Santa will come as the dream
Christmas Eve tonight

Little plastic and elves
Sit upon the and shelves
Of Uncle Mac and Fat Aunt
As night thickens the house
They listen to some Strauss
And then at last say goodnight

Shadow of blue on the white
Sky of charcoal
The icicles flash and the fires
It's Christmas day
almost Christmas day
It's Christmas day
It's Christmas day