Something......

 Something in the way she moves (talks, walks, smiles, breathes, sleeps)

Attracts me like no other lover

Something in the way she woos (moves, talks to, grabs, hugs, kisses, even argues with) me
I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don't need no other lover

Something in her style (demeanor, dress, attitude, makeup, disposition, laughter, thirst for life/living) that shows me
I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

You're asking me will my love grow (how can it not, like, be for real, like a tree with rings, brown spots, sags, wrinkles - all, marks of love)
I don't know, I don't know
You stick around, now it may show
I don't know, I don't know

Something in the way she knows (speaks, listens, treats others, loves her children, holds her grands, attacks bad with good, doesn't get a rise when evil attempts to do just that to her)
And all I have to do is think of her

Something in the things she shows me (humor, humility, glances, touches, talks with her eyes/lips, assurance of 'everything will be ok', loyalty, figuring out I don't have to figure her out)
I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

By George I think he's got it. It is said, this was Mr. George's only song he wrote for a 'side A' record.

Victor?  The hell was that all about?

I dunno.  Something.  I'll figure it out.

Happy day.......... don't just stand, sit there.  DO SOMETHING.

Love, Victurd