Luyện nghe bài hát Santa's Holiday Song

We know that Santa's round this time of year
About a billion chimneys just in my home alone
But when he's off he points old Rudolf of here
Where it's always and way too hot to snow

Who's bad or
worry about another day
He'll see who's sleeping when he gets back
His bag is but not with things to give away
Like a beach towel and some copper tone

Trying to pick to wear that isn't red
He shaves his beard and Rudolf hides the
He won't worry about those letters that he read
Now instead he's sending cards from his holiday

TWO
Who's been naughty, who's nice,
They'll make the
He'd be remiss to let
Christmas thing get out of
His helpers themselves
And Santa won't be
And they'd he really should be working on his tan

It won't be til' kids are climbing on his knee
Asking for their robots and dolls
They'll try to catch him working round Christmas tree
To see if he's the same on taking pictures at the

But when it comes to St. Nick there's only one
Who'll get it done he'll the orders laughing all the way
Come day he's off to play out in the sun
Like anyone, Santa needs a holiday