[Intro]
[1st Chorus]
The object of my affection
Can change my complexion
From white to a ro--sy 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 ha--ng around
And keep acting like a clown
Until he says he s mi--ne
Now I m not afraid that he ll 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
[2nd Chorus]
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, 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
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, Ohh!
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, all mine
[3rd Chorus]
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
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, Ohhh!
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
Ohhh, if after all I ve sa--id,
My fa--ce starts turning red
Don t start teasing, I got a reason
The ob-ject-of-my-a-ffec-tion