The Book Of Love

The book of love is long and boring

No one can lift the damn thing

It's full of charts and facts and figures

And instructions for dancingBut I

I love it when you read to me

And you

You can read me anythingThe book of love has music in it

In fact that's where music comes from

Some of it's just transcendental

Some of it's just really dumbBut I

I love it when you sing to me

And you

You can sing me anythingThe book of love is long and boring

And written very long ago

It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes

And things we're all too young to knowBut I

I love it when you give me things

And you

You ought to give me wedding ringsAnd I

I love it when you give me things

And you

You ought to give me wedding rings

You ought to give me wedding rings