The Color of Love
Well, I used think the color of love would be a rosy red or a pretty pink
And I thought it would be a thirsty man
Crawlin' home to get a big old drink
And I thought love was spelled like a bell, B-E-double L
Bell that you ring
'Stead of wham-bam, hit your man with a pan
Hit him on the head and listen to the birdies sing
Oh, you heart breakin', love makin'
Cut-me-a-piece-of-bacon man of mine
Oh, you money shiftin', flour siftin', nose liftin'
Rose of woman kind
Just keep on doin' what you're doin'
And what you're doin' suits me just fine
And love, I'll tell you something else
You blow my mind
Well, I used to think the color of love
Would be a soft green like a pea in a pod
And I thought love would strike
Like a light flashin' down a big old lightning rod
And I thought love was spelled W-E-double L
Well that would never run dry
Instead of choke, choke, I'm so broke and dry
I can't afford a little bitty tear to cry
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Oh, you money turnin', egg churnin', butter burnin'
Baby of mine
You half-crazy, lean and lazy, pretty as a wilted daisy
Man of mine
Just keep on doin' what you're doin'
And what you're doin' suits me just fine
And love, I'll tell you something else
You blow my mind
You day and night, alright
Love me 'til I'm old and goin' blind
And love, you're something else
You blow my mind
And I thought it would be a thirsty man
Crawlin' home to get a big old drink
And I thought love was spelled like a bell, B-E-double L
Bell that you ring
'Stead of wham-bam, hit your man with a pan
Hit him on the head and listen to the birdies sing
Oh, you heart breakin', love makin'
Cut-me-a-piece-of-bacon man of mine
Oh, you money shiftin', flour siftin', nose liftin'
Rose of woman kind
Just keep on doin' what you're doin'
And what you're doin' suits me just fine
And love, I'll tell you something else
You blow my mind
Well, I used to think the color of love
Would be a soft green like a pea in a pod
And I thought love would strike
Like a light flashin' down a big old lightning rod
And I thought love was spelled W-E-double L
Well that would never run dry
Instead of choke, choke, I'm so broke and dry
I can't afford a little bitty tear to cry
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Oh, you money turnin', egg churnin', butter burnin'
Baby of mine
You half-crazy, lean and lazy, pretty as a wilted daisy
Man of mine
Just keep on doin' what you're doin'
And what you're doin' suits me just fine
And love, I'll tell you something else
You blow my mind
You day and night, alright
Love me 'til I'm old and goin' blind
And love, you're something else
You blow my mind
Credits
Writer(s): Billy Edd Wheeler
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