The Presidents of the United States of America – Some Postman (Ukulele)

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It's 6 AM and the sun is getting high

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He picks up the mail from the slot

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He feels the rush of excitement as he holds it in his hand

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Another love note no one got

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Some postman is grooving to all our love letters

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Some postman is gonna cry

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Some postman is grooving to all our love letters

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Some postman is gonna cry, gonna cry, gonna cry

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It's noon now and all the mailboxes have been emptied

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And all the letters are inside

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He counts them, he checks them, he looks for clues and finds

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The ones with hearts on the outside                

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Holding onto a package meant for a distant lover

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Thought it would be there overnight

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She waits and she cries and she thinks he does not love her

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The postman holds on oh so tight                  

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You [you], Crushed [crushed], Paper hearts

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Stole [stole], And sold [sold], And ripped apart

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Your promise was sent but you never delivered to me

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Some postman you turned out to be