Lover of mine you bring me gifts
Cut from the boudoir of Princess Eugenie
Clipped from the tomb of Queen Nefertiti
So thoughtful that lover of mine
Darling of mine you send me presents
Flowers from the dirt of Washington's grave
A token of loyalty; honest and brave
That sweet thoughtful husband of mine
They light fires in my mind
For the stories they pay me to write
Objects of love form the basis
For the money that we need to survive
Lover of mine I sent you trinkets
Pieces of flannel from the market in Stretford
Scraps of silk from barmaids of Salford
O gullible lover of mine
Darling of mine would you believe that
These flowers aren't really from Washington's grave?
I picked them down by the canal in the rain
Sweet gullible darling of mine
But it light fires in your mind
Which in turn earns our means to survive
These objects of love form the basis
For those wonderful stories you write
It lights fires in the mind
All these whatnots and trifles and baubles and lies
Objects of love form the basis
For the things we both need to survive
Granfalloon - Objects of Love Lyrics
Granfalloon - Objects of Love Lyrics
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Lover of mine you bring me gifts
Cut from the boudoir of Princess Eugenie
Clipped from the tomb of Queen Nefertiti
So thoughtful that lover of mine
Darling of mine you send me presents
Flowers from the dirt of Washington's grave
A token of loyalty; honest and brave
That sweet thoughtful husband of mine
They light fires in my mind
For the stories they pay me to write
Objects of love form the basis
For the money that we need to survive
Lover of mine I sent you trinkets
Pieces of flannel from the market in Stretford
Scraps of silk from barmaids of Salford
O gullible lover of mine
Darling of mine would you believe that
These flowers aren't really from Washington's grave?
I picked them down by the canal in the rain
Sweet gullible darling of mine
But it light fires in your mind
Which in turn earns our means to survive
These objects of love form the basis
For those wonderful stories you write
It lights fires in the mind
All these whatnots and trifles and baubles and lies
Objects of love form the basis
For the things we both need to survive
Cut from the boudoir of Princess Eugenie
Clipped from the tomb of Queen Nefertiti
So thoughtful that lover of mine
Darling of mine you send me presents
Flowers from the dirt of Washington's grave
A token of loyalty; honest and brave
That sweet thoughtful husband of mine
They light fires in my mind
For the stories they pay me to write
Objects of love form the basis
For the money that we need to survive
Lover of mine I sent you trinkets
Pieces of flannel from the market in Stretford
Scraps of silk from barmaids of Salford
O gullible lover of mine
Darling of mine would you believe that
These flowers aren't really from Washington's grave?
I picked them down by the canal in the rain
Sweet gullible darling of mine
But it light fires in your mind
Which in turn earns our means to survive
These objects of love form the basis
For those wonderful stories you write
It lights fires in the mind
All these whatnots and trifles and baubles and lies
Objects of love form the basis
For the things we both need to survive
Writer: Richard Lomax
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music