Luyện nghe bài hát Irving

(Hank Nelson)
Darling, do you talk to Irving you're here alone?
What are all calls to Irvine on the telephone?
Just then that rang; as I picked it up I knew
I it to her and said "It's Irving, dear, for you"
I'd stolen her away from many years before
But she dreams of Irving; she wants Irving more and more
It's over breakfast, Irving through the day
Even when making love
Irving in the way
She's got Irving inside her and Irving come out
Though there's nothing about Irving to write home
I hold her and we kiss
It's Irving that and Irving
Her six-letter for bliss is Irving
She does not feel strongly about Ogden or
Norman, Austin, Gary, Jackson, or Dean
Rochester, Pierre, Orlando, Sherman, or Lee
Marlin, Milton, Bradley, Homer, Troy, St. or me
Every night I wail and
She mumbles "Iirngg" in her
How'd it get in her so deep, this
always thought that Irving was featureless and bland
But Irving has a hold on her that I understand
They'll always be together when they're miles apart
She's got I-R-V-I-N-G tatooed on her
She's got Irving inside her and there to stay
"Irving, Irving, Irving, Irving'"s all that she say
my heart was broken
I the word she'd spoken
I her a bus token back to Irving
The bus was silver, I was
As I bid my adieu
And I sadly sent her back to