Ooooh...yeahhh, yeah, yeah
Ooooh...yeahhh
You make me laugh
'Cause your eyes, they light the night
They look right through me
lalalalaaa
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, yeah, yeah
Ooooh...yeahhh, yeah, yeah
Ooooh...yeahhh
You are a genie
All I ask for is your smile
Each time I rub the lamp
lalalalaa
When I am with you
I have a giggling teenage crush
Then I'm a sultry vamp, yeah
A sultry vamp
Talk to me some more
You don't have to go
'Cause you're the poetry man
You make things all right, yeah, yeah
Ooooh...yeahhh, yeah, yeah
Ooooh...yeahhh
Talk to me some more
You don't have to go
You're the poetry man
You make things all right
Ooooh...yeahhh, yeah, yeah
Ooooh...yeahhh
So once again
It's time to say so long
And so recall the cull of life
lalalalaaa
You're going home now
Home's that place somewhere you go each day
To see your wife, yeah, yeah, yeah
To see your wife
Talk to me some more
You know that you don't have to go
You're the poetry man
You make things all rhyme, yeah
Talk to me some more
You know that you don't have to go
You're the poetry man
You make things all rhyme