You've Got the Makings of a Lover

You've got the makings of a lover You got a style That would make a man walk a mile Just to see you Or just to hold your hand I love you and I don't understand You've got the makings of a lover And when you walk All the fellows start to talk And say you're fine And that you're so sublime I love you and I wish you were mine You took my heart away (away) The very first day That I saw you (That I saw you) I tried to make a play (a play) You turned and walked away But I adore you You've got the makings of a lover And when you walk All the fellows start to talk And say you're fine And that you're so sublime I love you and I wish you were mine I wish you were mine I wish you were mine I wish you were mine I wish you were mine I wish you were mine [Fade out]