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