The book of love is long and boring

No one can lift the d**n thing

It's full of charts and facts and figures

And instructions for dancing I

I love it when is you read to me and you

You can read me anything

The book of love has music in it

In fact that's where music comes from

Some of it is just transcendental

Some of it is just really dumb I

I love it when is you sing to me

And you

You can sing me anything

The book of love is long and boring

And written so very long ago

It's full of flowers and heart shaped boxes

And things we're all too

Young to know over I

I love it when is you give me things

And you

You ought to give me wedding rings I

I love it when is you give me things

And you

You ought to give me wedding rings

You ought to give me wedding rings