Magic In My Sox - Al Kooper

Yes it’s only me it’s really you that’s off the wall

When you think that most of all It wasn’t you who was so tall

In the beginning

Once again you’re gone & then it’s really like a fountain pen

That’s out of ink — a missing link

That makes you really want to think of prison

Taste with me the joys of life and make them all your own

And anything that turns you on by all means take it home

To use again the moment that you need it

Oh darlin' do not stop you know I never felt like this

It’s just like magic in my socks and such unrequited bliss

Should be rewarded

Whoa the day is really naked using night to shield its shame

And now I am not faking yes I really feel the same as

Henry Miller

Taste with me the joys of life and make them all your own

And anything that turns you on by all means take it home

To use again the moment that you need it

Oh darlin' do not stop you know I never felt like this

It’s just like magic in my socks and such unrequited bliss

Should be rewarded