The Object of My Affection — текст песни (Dean Martin)

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, 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
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, 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...