Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas In Capetown

Every
In
All the boogies in the
Radios up very loud
Dancing Queen
They our music

This English girl the North somewhere
Is stayin' with me at my
up all my beer
Talkin' about the niggers all the time
a real disgrace, she says
I tell her, Darling, talk about things
you don't
I tell her, Darling, don't about something
you don't know anything
I tell her, Darling, if you don't like it
go back to your own country

Christmas in Cape Town but it ain't the same
Oh, the boys on the beach are still
And the summer wind still kicks the around

You know my brother, babe
Well, he out at the diamond mine
I him out there at five this mornin'
The were waitin' in a big long line
You know those big old lunch pails carry, man
With a picture of Wars painted on the side
They were starin' at us real with
their big ugly yellow
You could it
You could it

Christmas in Cape Town but it ain't the same
The stores are open all the
And little kids on cut in and out of the crowd
And the Christmas lights still
Myself, I like to drink the way
I to, man, you know
It seem to get me high
And the beer don't the way it
ought to taste
And I know why

Don't talk to me about the
Man, I've it
take a look around
What are we gonna do, up
the whole country?

It's Christmas in Town
It's Christmas in Town
Christmas in Cape Town