Poetry Man - Phoebe Snow

Ooooo, ya, ya, ya, ya Ooooo, ya You make me laugh

'Cause your eyes they light the night

They look right through me, la, la, la You bashful boy

You’re hiding something sweet

Please give it to me, yeah, to me, ya To me

Ooh, oh, talk to me some more

You don’t have to go You’re the Poetry Man

You make things all right, ya, ya Ooooo, ya, ya, ya, ya Ooooo, ya You are a genie

And all I ask for is your smile

Each time I rub the lamp, la, la, la When I am with you

I have a giggling teen-age crush

Then I’m a sultry vamp, ya, ya Talk to me some more

You don’t have to go You’re the Poetry Man

You make things all right, ya, ya Oooooh, ya, ya, ya Oooooh, ya Talk to me some more

You don’t have to go You’re the Poetry Man

You make things all right

Ooooo, ya, ya, ya, ya Ooooo, ya So once again

It’s time to say so long

And so recall the call of life, la, la, la You’re going home now

Home’s that place somewhere you go each day

To see your wife, ya, ya, ya To see your wife

Wooo, oooh

Talk to me some more

You don’t have to go You’re the Poetry Man

You make things all right, ya Wooo, oooh

Talk to me some more

You don’t have to go You’re the Poetry Man

You make things all right