The Object Of My Affection

作词:Coy Poe

作曲:Tomlin, Poe, Grier

所属专辑:The Very Best Of

歌词

歌曲名 The Object Of My Affection

歌手名 The Boswell Sisters

The object of my affection

Can change my complexion

From white to a rosy red

Anytime he holds my hand

And tells me that he&apos s mine

There are many boys who can thrill me

And some who can chill me

But I ll just hang around

And keep acting like a clown

Until he says he s mine

Now I m not afraid that he ll leave me

Hes not the kind who takes a dare

But instead I trust him implicitly

He can go where he wants to go

Do what he wants to do I sure don t care

Oh the object of my affection

Can change my complexion

From white to a rosy red

Anytime he holds my hand

And tells me that hes mine

The object of my affection

Can change my complexion

From white to a rosy red

Anytime he holds my hand

Oh and tells me that he s mine all mine

There are many boys who can thrill me

And some who can chill me

But I ll just hang around

And keep acting like a clown

Until he says he s mine

Now I m not afraid he gonna leave me

&apos Cause he s not the kind who takes a dare

But instead I trust him implicitly

He can go where he wants to go

Do what he wants to do I sure don t care

Oh the object of my affection

Can change my complexion

From white to a rosy red

Anytime he holds my hand

Oh and tells me that hes mine all mine

The object of my affection

Can change my complexion

From white to a rosy red

Anytime he holds my hand

And tells me that he s mine

There are many boys who can thrill me

And some who can chill me

But I ll just hang around

And keep acting like a clown

&apos Til he says he s mine

Now I m not afraid he s gonna leave me

He s not the kind who takes a dare

But instead I trust him implicitly

He can go where he wants to go

Do what he wants to do I sure don t care

Oh the object of my affection

Can change my complexion

From white to a rosy red

Anytime he holds my hand

And tells me that he s mine

My face starts turning red

Don t start teasing I got a reason

The object of my affection

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