The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of chards 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
And some of it's just transcendental
And some of it's just really dumb
But I love it when you sing to me
And you, you can sing me anything, yeah you
You can sing me anything

Hoo hoo hoo
Hoo hoo hoo

The book of love is long and boring
And written many years ago
It's full of flowers and heartshaped boxes
And things we're all to young to know
But I, I love when you give me things
And you, you ought to give me wedding rings
And I, I love when you give me things
And you, you ought to give me rings
You ought to give me, wedding rings