A popular song from 1934. Words and music by Pinky Tomlin, Coy Poe, and Jimmie Grier.
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According to definition, affection is a thing
That seems to change you from the start
And complexion is a thing if affection is to blame
Will act just like a mirror to your heart
Chorus
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
Now I’m not afraid that 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 to go
Do what she wants to do, I won’t care
Oh, 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