The Object of My Affection - Ambrose & His Orchestra-歌词

The Object of My Affection - Ambrose & His Orchestra

The object of my affection

Can change my complexion

From white to rosy red

Anytime she holds my hand

And tells me that she's mine

There are many girls who can thrill me

And some who can fill me

With dreams of happiness

But I know I'll never rest

Until he says she's mine

Now I'm not afraid that she'll leave me

'Cause she's not the kind to be a care

But instead I trust her implicitly

She can go where she wants to

Do what she wants to

I don't care

Oh The object of my affection

Can change my complexion

From white to rosy red

Anytime she holds my hand

And tells me that she's mine