Standin' on my doorstep, waitin' for a package Hopin' for that blissful moment when That blonde-haired angel falls out of the heavens With a bag full of bills again
It's a little bit awkward when she gives em over It's hard to look her in the eye It might just be the way she's fumblin' Bringin' out my nervous side
Some folks like to send telegrams Others like to drop on in But if it means that I see that girl Well, I'm a-gonna mail it in
She's a star of civil service, the reason for insurance But I don't seem to get a break My mailed pleas to her majesties come back "Just tell this girl for goodness sake"
I'm up all night readin' catalogs Placin' orders til I'm broke 'Cause when they arrive I hope I'll have the courage To get these words out of my throat
Some can sing pretty songs of love Some have handsome words and grins But the only way that I see that girl Is when I go and mail it in
It don't matter what the weather, she sure has it together Though she might lose a thing or two Her smile that sparkles holds a beat up parcel Half my stuff is taped or glued
There's a crash on the porch, I open up the door Help her stand and fix her hat My voice is misbehavin' time to spend what I've been savin' To buy a softer welcome mat (How 'bout that?)
Some folks like to send telegrams Others like to drop on in But all I want is to see that girl So I'm a-gonna mail it in
Some can sing pretty songs of love Some have handsome words and grins But the only time that I see that girl Is when I go and mail it in Is when I go and mail it inTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
