| Song | Magic In My Socks |
| Artist | Al Kooper |
| Album | You Never Know Who Your Friends Are |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Kooper | |
| Yes it’s only me it’s really you that’s off the wall | |
| When you think that most of all It wasn’t you who was so tall | |
| In the beginning | |
| Once again you’re gone & then it’s really like a fountain pen | |
| That’s out of ink - a missing link | |
| That makes you really want to think of prison | |
| Taste with me the joys of life and make them all your own | |
| And anything that turns you on by all means take it home | |
| To use again the moment that you need it | |
| Oh darlin’ do not stop you know I never felt like this | |
| It’s just like magic in my socks and such unrequited bliss | |
| Should be rewarded | |
| Whoa the day is really naked using night to shield its shame | |
| And now I am not faking yes I really feel the same as | |
| Henry Miller | |
| Taste with me the joys of life and make them all your own | |
| And anything that turns you on by all means take it home | |
| To use again the moment that you need it | |
| Oh darlin’ do not stop you know I never felt like this | |
| It’s just like magic in my socks and such unrequited bliss | |
| Should be rewarded |
| Kooper | |
| Yes it' s only me it' s really you that' s off the wall | |
| When you think that most of all It wasn' t you who was so tall | |
| In the beginning | |
| Once again you' re gone then it' s really like a fountain pen | |
| That' s out of ink a missing link | |
| That makes you really want to think of prison | |
| Taste with me the joys of life and make them all your own | |
| And anything that turns you on by all means take it home | |
| To use again the moment that you need it | |
| Oh darlin' do not stop you know I never felt like this | |
| It' s just like magic in my socks and such unrequited bliss | |
| Should be rewarded | |
| Whoa the day is really naked using night to shield its shame | |
| And now I am not faking yes I really feel the same as | |
| Henry Miller | |
| Taste with me the joys of life and make them all your own | |
| And anything that turns you on by all means take it home | |
| To use again the moment that you need it | |
| Oh darlin' do not stop you know I never felt like this | |
| It' s just like magic in my socks and such unrequited bliss | |
| Should be rewarded |
| Kooper | |
| Yes it' s only me it' s really you that' s off the wall | |
| When you think that most of all It wasn' t you who was so tall | |
| In the beginning | |
| Once again you' re gone then it' s really like a fountain pen | |
| That' s out of ink a missing link | |
| That makes you really want to think of prison | |
| Taste with me the joys of life and make them all your own | |
| And anything that turns you on by all means take it home | |
| To use again the moment that you need it | |
| Oh darlin' do not stop you know I never felt like this | |
| It' s just like magic in my socks and such unrequited bliss | |
| Should be rewarded | |
| Whoa the day is really naked using night to shield its shame | |
| And now I am not faking yes I really feel the same as | |
| Henry Miller | |
| Taste with me the joys of life and make them all your own | |
| And anything that turns you on by all means take it home | |
| To use again the moment that you need it | |
| Oh darlin' do not stop you know I never felt like this | |
| It' s just like magic in my socks and such unrequited bliss | |
| Should be rewarded |