Luyện nghe bài hát Santa and the Sidewalk Surfer

Ho, ho, ho!
And what do you want for Christmas, little
(Gee, Santa, I a bicycle)
Well, if you're a good boy
wish will be granted
(Thank you, Santa)

And what do you for Christmas, little boy?
(Santa, I want to be a real sidewalk surfer
And I want a genuine bun-bustin' skateboard
And, and a of peroxide
And, and a hundred and fourteen Freddie and the surfin' records
And a Fender electric surf guitar)

Is all?
(Gee, no it isn't,
If I'm gonna be a real live genuine surfer
I, I gotta have a torn white shirt
And, and a pair of blue jeans
And some guarache

And a to "Surfer" magazine)
"Surfer"

Well, little boy, I hope all you want for Christmas
(As a of fact, no, Santy, it isn't
See, if I'm be a real genuine sidewalk surfer
I gotta be one of the
And, and I gotta have a whole bunch of surfboard
And fifteen of "Miserlou"
And, and a dictionary
And a big box of band-aids)

Why would you want band-aids for
(Well, Santa, if I'm a surfer

I'm gonna be out the curb
And when I fall and bust my
I fix myself up)

Oh, ho, ho, ho!
Oh, ho, ho, ho! (Oh, please, Santa, please)
Oh, Merry Christmas, boy! (I wanna be a real sidewalk surfer)
Christmas! (Oh, please, Santa)
Oh, ho, ho, ho! (Please, I gotta have all things, Santa)
Oh, ho, ho, ho! (I gotta, Santa, I'll hit you in the mouth if I have all those things, please Santa)
Oh, ho, ho, ho! (I be a real sidewalk surfer)
Oh, Christmas, little boy (Shootin' the curb and bust your buns)
Go home, boy (Oh, please Santa)
Oh, go home (Please, I be a real sidewalk surfer)
Christmas! Oh, go home (Oh, golly Santa)