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ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
The Boswell Sisters
The Boswell Sisters
Conjunto
J. Grier
J. Grier
Dirección
Jimmy Grier and His Orchestra
Jimmy Grier and His Orchestra
Orquesta
David Hartley
David Hartley
Piano
Everton Nelson
Everton Nelson
Líder
Hugh Webb
Hugh Webb
Arpa
Perry Montague-Mason
Perry Montague-Mason
Líder
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
J. Grier
J. Grier
Letrista
Pinky Tomlin
Pinky Tomlin
Letrista
Coy Poe
Coy Poe
Letrista
Carter Burwell
Carter Burwell
Orquestación
Sonny Kompanek
Sonny Kompanek
Orquestación
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Didier C. Deutsch
Didier C. Deutsch
Producción
Thomas Ruff
Thomas Ruff
Masterización

Letra

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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