Poetry Man

You make me laugh

'Cause your eyes they light the night

They look right through me

You bashful boy

You're hiding something sweet

Please give it to me yeah, to me

Oh, oh talk to me some more

You don't have to go

You're the poetry man

You make things all right

Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh yeah

You are a genie

All I ask for is your smile

Each time I rub the lamp

When I am with you

I have a giggling teenage crush

Then I'm a sultry vamp, yeah

A sultry vamp

Whoa, talk to me some more

You don't have to go

'Cause you're the poetry man

You make things all right, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah

Talk to me some more

You don't have to go

You're the poetry man

You make things all right

Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh yeah

So, once again

It's time to say so long

And so recall the glow of life

You're going home now

Home's that place somewhere you go each day

To see your wife, yeah, yeah, yeah

To see your wife

Whoa, whoa, talk to me some more

You know that you don't have to go

You're the poetry man

You make things all right, yeah

Whoa, whoa, talk to me some more

You know that you don't have to go

You're the poetry man

You make things all right