Nhạc sĩ: Roger Miller
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Sometimes my memories let me hold and kiss youBut they're just lending me the things I live withoutAnd it's my fault that I can't really hold youYes, my ears should burn when fools are talked aboutWhat made me think I craved another's kissesAnother's so unlovedUnworthy, I've found outMy arms should have no right to hold anotherAnd my ears should burn when fools are talked aboutAt night in dreams I hear her calling to meShe loves me, she loves me, there's no doubtBut my lips have no right to ask forgivenessAnd my ears should burn when fools are talked aboutYes, my ears should burn when fools are talked about