Phoebe Snow

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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

[Musical Interlude]

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

 

Such a cool song