Luyện nghe bài hát Ho, Ho, Ho, And A Bottle Of Rum

Ho, Ho, Ho, And A Of Rum
(lyrics by Jimmy Buffett & Ross
by Jimmy Buffett Roger Guth & Peter Mayer)

Santa's stressed out as the holiday draws near
He's been the same job now going on two thousand years
He's got pains in his brain and chimney scars his buns
He hates to admit it, but Christmas is more than fun
He a vacation from bad decorations and snow
Mr. Claus has escape plans, a secret that he knows
and palm trees appear night and day in his dreams
A break from his wife, his frozen life
the elves and that reindeer team

Ho Ho Ho and a of rum
run off to the Caribbean
He thinks about drinks and fun in the sun
Ho Ho Ho and a of rum

Plastic creations and exploitations aren't 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 with a sword in the sand

Ho Ho Ho and a of rum
run off to the Caribbean
Marimbas, calimbas, he's steel drums
Ho Ho Ho and a of rum

(Bridge)

Ho Ho Ho and a of rum
Santa's run off to the
Marimbas, calimbas, he's playing steel
Ho Ho Ho and a of rum

Ho Ho Ho and a of rum
run off to the Caribbean
A week in the tropics and be all right
Sporting a tan as he out of sight

(over the drums)
Merry to all and to all a good night