What Makes Me Love Him? Lyrics

What makes me love him?
Its not his singing,
I've heard his singing,
It sours the milk
And yet, its gotten to the point
Where I prefer that kind of milk.

What makes me love him?
Its not his learning.
Hes learned so slowly,
His whole life long
And though he really knows
A multitude of things
Theyre mostly wrong.

Hes not romantic,
And yet I love him.
No one occasion
Hes used me ill
And though hes handsome
I know inside me
Were he a plain man
Id love him still.

What makes me love him?
Its quite beyond me,
It must be something
I can't define.
Unless its merely
That hes masculine
And that hes mine.