Tác giả : Roger Miller
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Sometimes my memories let me hold and kiss you 
But they're just lending me the things i live without 
And if it's my fault that i can't really hold you 
Yes my ears should burn when fools are talked about 
 
What made me think i craved another's kisses 
Another so unworthy i found out 
My arms should have no right to hold another 
And my ears should burn when fools are talked about 
 
At night in dreams i do her callin' to me 
She loves me she loves me there's no doubt 
But my lips have no right to ask forgiveness 
And my ears should burn when fools are talked about 
 
Yes my ears should burn when fools are talked about