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.