Oh woh woh, oh yeah!
Oh yeah. You are a genie.
All I ask for is your smile
Each time I rub the lamp.
La la la la. When I am with you
I get a teenage lust
And you're my soul twin, yeah, my soul twin.
Talk to me some more.
You don't have to love.
You're the poetry woman,
You make things all right.

Oh woh woh, oh yeah!
Oh yeah. So once again,
It's time to go and so recall
The lull of life.
La la la la. You're going home now
Home's that place you go each day
To lead your normal life, yeah, your real life
Talk to me some more.
You don't have to go.
You're the poetry woman,
You make things all right.