Luyện nghe bài hát The Physician

Once I loved a shattering physician,
Quite the doctor in the state,
He after my physical condition
And his manner was great!

When I'd gaze up and see him above me,
Looking like a doctor than a Turk,
I was to whisper, "Do you love me,
Or do you merely love work?" [flat]

He said my bronchial tubes entrancing,
My epiglottis filled him glee,
He loved my larynx
And wild about my pharynx,
But he never said he me.

He said my epidermis was darling veins- ah]
And found my blood as as can be,
He went wild ecstatics
When I him my lymphatics,
But he never he loved me.

And though, no doubt, it was not smart of me,
I get on of my soul,
to figure out why he loved part of me,
And yet not me as a whole.

With my esophagus he was ravished, claws]
- to a degree,
He said 'twas enormous, my appendix vermiformis,
But he never said he me.

He said my was brilliant,
And my cerebrum far N G,
I know he a lotta
My oblongota,
But he never said he me.

He said my were marvels,
And found my sternum to see,
He did a hurdle
When I shook my girdle,
But he said he loved me.

He amused,
he first made a test of me
To his medical art.
Yet he refused,
When fixed up the rest of me,
To that ache in my heart.

I he thought my pancreas perfect,
And for my spleen was as can be,
He said, of all his sweeties,
I'm the diabetes,
But he said he loved me. No he never said he loooeeeved...

He lingered on with me morning
And when I to pay him his fee
He said, "Don't be funny, it is I who owe you money" Ah!
But he never said, no he never said, no he never said he me