Luyện nghe bài hát Irving

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