Phoebe Snow Poetry Man
You make me laugh Cause your eyes they light the night They look right through me You bashful boy You're hiding something sweet Please give it to me yeah, to me 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 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 Talk to me some more You don't have to go You're the Poetry Man You make things all right So once again It's time to say so long And so recall the cull of life You're going home now Home's that place somewhere you go each day To see your wife Talk to me some more You don't have to go You're the Poetry Man You make things all rhyme © 1973 Tarka Music Company
