Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Santa

Quite I get a thinking
How as we got by
christmas time in our house
We couldn't even a fire

But we made do in our
then when I was young
Dad used to a peppermint
And we'd all sit round his

We couldn't no tinsel
On our christmas
So we'd wheel old grandad in
And make the old sneeze...atchoo

him round the other side granny...atchoo

Well change so bloody fast
I got now of me own
Now I heard 'em their presents
night when I got home

Santa claus you
my fucking bike
I've unwrapped all this junk
There's nothing what i

wrote you a letter
And i've to see you twice
You geriatric
Where's my bike

If i wanted a of fucking shoes
I fucking asked
This cowboy suit and set
You can stick right up your

You went and my order up
It's to make you spew
It's not just me pissed off
My cheesed off too

Santa you cunt
Where's my pram
You promised me you fucking
You who I am

'Cos I'm the girl
You made sit right on your
Never your ho ho ho
Where's my pram

Next i go to see him
I'm gonna him in the guts
Set his fucking reindeer
Kick in the nuts

you wait til next year
'Til we get to that
A mate of my sister
'll come through that door

Hey mums and dads just his breath
And his bloodshot eyes
listen to him boys and girls
'Cos he tells fucking

a pisstake and a pervert
He's not even bright
that fucking wanker
Forgot my fucking

Hey claus you cunt
Where's my fucking
I've all this other junk
There's what I like

I wrote you a letter
And I came to see you
You wanker
my fucking bike

Yeah I'm tell my dad on you
punch your head in....cunt
I saw sucking santa