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Boswell Sisters - The Object Of My Affection
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Boswell Sisters
The Boswell Sisters
Ensemble
J. Grier
J. Grier
Conductor
Jimmy Grier and His Orchestra
Jimmy Grier and His Orchestra
Orchestra
David Hartley
David Hartley
Piano
Everton Nelson
Everton Nelson
Leader
Hugh Webb
Hugh Webb
Harp
Perry Montague-Mason
Perry Montague-Mason
Leader
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Grier
J. Grier
Songwriter
Pinky Tomlin
Pinky Tomlin
Songwriter
Coy Poe
Coy Poe
Songwriter
Carter Burwell
Carter Burwell
Orchestrator
Sonny Kompanek
Sonny Kompanek
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Didier C. Deutsch
Didier C. Deutsch
Producer
Thomas Ruff
Thomas Ruff
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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
Until he says he's mine
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
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
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
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
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
My face starts turning red
Don't start teasing, I got a reason
The object of my affection
Written by: Coy Poe, J. Grier, Pinky Tomlin
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