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 dancing



But 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 is just trascendental

Some of it is just really dumb



But I

I love it when you sing to me

And you

You can sing me anything



The book of love is long and boring

and writen very long ago

It's full of flowers and heart-shape 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

I love it when you give me things

And you

You ought to give me wedding rings