What Makes Me Love Him?

What makes me love him? It's not his singing

I've heard his singing, it sours the milk

And yet, it's gotten to the point

Where I prefer that kind of milkWhat makes me love him? It's not his learning

He's learned so slowly his whole life long

And though he really knows a multitude of things

They're mostly wrongHe's not romantic and yet I love him

No one occasion he's used me ill

And though he's handsome, I know inside me

Were he a plain man, I'd love him stillWhat makes me love him? It's quite beyond me

It must be something I can't define

Unless it's merely that he's masculine

And that he's mine

Songwriters

J. BOCK, S. HARNICKPublished by

Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC