Luyện nghe bài hát Santa's Holiday Song

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

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

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

TWO
Who's been naughty, who's nice,
They'll make the
be remiss to let this
Christmas thing get out of
His helpers themselves
And Santa be missed
And they'd insist he really be working on his tan

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

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