All These Things - The Meters

The touch of your lips, baby, next to mine

You make me excited, and you make me feel fine

The touch of your hand, your sweet hello

And the fire inside you when you’re holding me close

It’s your love so warm and tender

God knows the thrill is so divine

It is all these things, yeah, that make you mine

If you would leave, lord, I know, I’m gonna die

Cause when you were ten minutes late mine, you don’t know if what you make a

grown man cry

And I’ve got it bad, but that’s alright

Just as long as you’re near me every night

Cause it’s your love, it’s so warm and tender

Girl, the thrill, thrill, oh, is so divine

It is all these things, my baby, that make you mine

Say you gonna be mine

I just love you, lord, I love you, lord knows, I love you, yeah

Baby… why… can’t you see, I love you…