Poetry Man

You make me laugh Cause your eyes, they light the night They look right though 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 rhyme. You are a genie And all I ask for is your smile Each time I rub the lamp. When I am with you I have a giggling teen-age crush Then I'm a sultry vamp. Oh, oh, talk to me some more You don't have to go ('Cos) You're the Poetry Man You make things all rhyme. So once again It's time to say, "So long," And so recall the lull of life. You're going home now Home's that place somewhere you go each day To see your wife. Oh, oh Talk to me some more You know that you don't have to go You're the Poetry Man You make things all rhyme.