by Harry Connick, Jr.

A little bit of me and a whole lot of you

Add a dash of starlight and a dozen roses, too

Then let it rise for a hundred years or two

And that's the recipe for making love

It doesn't need sugar 'cause it's already sweet

It doesn't need an oven 'cause it's got a lot of heat

Just add a dash of kisses to make it all complete

And that's the recipe for making love

And if you've made it right you'll know it

It's not like anything you've made before

And if you've made it wrong you'll know it

'Cause it won't keep you coming back for more

I didn't get it from my grandma's book upon the shelf

I didn't get it from a magical and culinary elf

No, a little birdie told me you can't make it by yourself

And that's the recipe for making lo