Dean Martin - The Object of My Affection lyrics
[Dean Martin - The Object of My Affection lyrics]
The object of my affection
Can change my complexion from
White to rosy red anytime she holds my hand
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 she says she's mine
I'm not afraid she'll leave me
'Cause she's not the kind who'll be unfair
But instead I trust her implicitly
She can go where she wants to go
Do what she wants to do I don't care
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
The object of my affection
Can change my complexion from
White to rosy red
Anytime he holds my hand and
Tells me that he's mine
There are many men who can thrill me
And some who can fill me
With dreams of happiness
But, I know I'll never rest
Until he says he's mine
I'm not afraid she'll leave me
'Cause she's not the kind who'll be unfair
But instead I trust her implicitly
She can go where she wants to go
Do what she wants to do I don't care
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
The object of my, the object of my
The object of my affection is you
Can change my complexion from
White to rosy red anytime she holds my hand
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 she says she's mine
I'm not afraid she'll leave me
'Cause she's not the kind who'll be unfair
But instead I trust her implicitly
She can go where she wants to go
Do what she wants to do I don't care
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
The object of my affection
Can change my complexion from
White to rosy red
Anytime he holds my hand and
Tells me that he's mine
There are many men who can thrill me
And some who can fill me
With dreams of happiness
But, I know I'll never rest
Until he says he's mine
I'm not afraid she'll leave me
'Cause she's not the kind who'll be unfair
But instead I trust her implicitly
She can go where she wants to go
Do what she wants to do I don't care
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
The object of my, the object of my
The object of my affection is you