I like it    I don't like it

A little sugar, honey suckle lamb

Great expression of happiness

Boy, you could not miss with a dozen roses

Such would astound you

The joy of children laughing around you

These are the makings of you

It is true, the makings of you, oh



It's been a miracle for what you've done

Please stay right by my side

Two can be one for the righteous way to go

Anyone would know

I believe I thought I told you so

You're second to none



Love of all mankind should reflect some sign

Of the words I'm trying to recite

They're close, but not quite

Almost impossible to do

Describing the makings of you