Luyện nghe bài hát Ho Ho Ho & a Bottle of Rhum

Santa's out as the holiday season draws near
He's been the same job now going on two thousand years
He's got in his brain and chimney scars cover his buns
He hates to it but Christmas is more work than fun

He needs a vacation from bad decorations and
Mr. Claus has escape plans, a secret only he knows
Beaches and palm trees night and day in his dreams
A break his wife, his half frozen life
The elves and that damn reindeer

Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of
Santa's run off to the
He thinks about boat and fun in the sun
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of

Plastic creations and crass exploitations good
He wants to go back to simple toys made out of
Just for the weekend he'd to be Peter Pan
Get out his long johns and dance a sword
with a sword in the sand

Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of
run off to the Caribbean
Marimbas, calimbas, he's playing drums
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of

Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of
run off to the Caribbean
Marimbas, calimbas, he's playing drums
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of

Ho, ho, ho and a of rhum
Santa's run off to the
A week in the and he'll be all right
Sporting a tan as he rides out of

Christmas to all and to all good night
We'll be back in a week, don't worry
just a break, we all need a break