Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Aunt Bette

Fat Aunt Bette with her in a net
She's baking as her curls set
And Mac with his plumber's crack
Is bending over his santa's
Putting in

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

Shadow of blue on the white
Sky of gray
The flash and the fires glow
almost Christmas day

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

Grandma Timms is humming
Forgetting the as her memory dims
And she calls to grandpa, "Darling, Dear?"
But he doesn't answer 'cause he hear
Though she is up

on a moonbeam
Houses draped in
will come as the children dream
It's Eve tonight

Little plastic and elves
Sit upon the counters and
Of Mac and Fat Aunt Bette
As night thickens over the
They listen to holiday Strauss
And then at last say goodnight

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