Song parody of
The Object of My Affection
by Dean Martin
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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 and 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 she 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 and 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 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 and 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 she 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 and 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
