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.