Lyrics - Irving by Austin Lounge Lizards

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

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