Irving Lyrics - Singles - 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