Luyện nghe bài hát The Physician

Once I loved such a physician,
Quite the best-looking in the state,
He looked after my condition
And his bedside was great!

When I'd gaze up and see him above me,
Looking less like a 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 filled him with glee,
He loved my larynx
And wild about my pharynx,
But he said he loved me.

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

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

With my esophagus he was ravished, [tiger
- to a degree,
He said 'twas just enormous, my vermiformis,
But he never he loved me.

He said my was brilliant,
And my cerebrum far N G,
I he thought a lotta
My oblongota,
But he said he loved me.

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

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

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

He on with me till 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