Luyện nghe bài hát Irving

(Hank Nelson)
Darling, do you talk to Irving when you're here
What are all these calls to on the telephone?
then that phone 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 Irving many years
But she still dreams of Irving; she Irving more and more
It's Irving over breakfast, Irving the day
Even when making love
There's in the way
She's got inside her and Irving won't come out
there's nothing about Irving to write home about
When I her and we kiss
It's Irving and Irving this
Her six-letter for bliss is Irving
She does not feel strongly about 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 "Iirngg" in her sleep
How'd it get in her so deep, Irving?
I've always that Irving was featureless and bland
But has a hold on her that I can't understand
They'll always be together even when they're miles
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 that she say
my heart was broken
I heard the word spoken
I bought her a bus token to Irving
The bus was silver, I was
As I bid my adieu
And I sent her back to Irving