The Book Of Love Songtext / Lyric

The book of love is long and boring

No one can lift the damn thing

It's full of charts and facts, some figures and instructions for dancing



And I

I love it when 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's is just transcendental

Some of it is just really dumb






And I

I love it when you sing to me

And you

You can sing me anything

You can sing me anything



Oooh oooh



The book of love is long and boring

And written many years ago

It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes

And things we're all too young to know



But I

I love it when you give me things

And you

You ought to give me wedding rings

But I love it when you give me thing, and

You ought to give me wedding rings



You ought to give me wedding rings