Luyện nghe bài hát Irving

(Hank Nelson)
Darling, do you to Irving when you're here alone?
What are all these to Irvine on the telephone?
Just then that phone rang; as I it up I knew
I it to her and said "It's Irving, dear, for you"
I'd stolen her away from Irving many before
But she still of Irving; she wants Irving more and more
It's over breakfast, Irving through the day
Even when we're love
Irving in the way
She's got Irving inside her and won't come out
Though nothing about Irving to write home about
When I her and we kiss
It's that and Irving this
Her word 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 "Iirngg" in her sleep
How'd it get in her so deep, this
I've always thought that Irving was and bland
But Irving has a hold on her that I understand
They'll always be even when they're miles apart
She's got I-R-V-I-N-G on her heart
She's got Irving inside her and Irving's there to
"Irving, Irving, Irving, Irving'"s all she would say
Though my heart was
I heard the word she'd
I bought her a bus token back to
The bus was silver, I was
As I bid my adieu
And I sadly sent her to Irving