Luyện nghe bài hát The Physician

Once I loved a shattering physician,
Quite the best-looking in the state,
He looked after my physical
And his manner was great!

When I'd gaze up and see him there 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 him with glee,
He simply loved my
And wild about my pharynx,
But he said he loved me.

He said my epidermis was darling [discover ah]
And my blood as blue as can be,
He went wild ecstatics
I showed 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 out why he loved every part of me,
And yet not me as a whole.

With my esophagus he was ravished, claws]
- to a degree,
He said 'twas just enormous, my vermiformis,
But he said he loved me.

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

He said my maxillaries marvels,
And found my sternum to see,
He did a hurdle
When I shook my girdle,
But he never said he me.

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

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

He lingered on with me till
And I went 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 said, no he never said he loved me