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The Postman lyrics

I watch the sun come up while you're sleeping it off
When you go out for your news and curse your smoker's cough

I bring you bills to pay
And letters from the state
Then you go inside and I walk away

'Cause I'm the postman
I'm the postman

And I walk you street for hours like some kind of jerk
With my gray clip tie and my pressed blue shirt

And when you leave for work

But you're turning away and it always hurts

'Cause I'm the postman
I'm the postman
I'm the postman
I'm the postman

I'm the postman
I'm the postman
I'm the postman
I'm the postman

I watch the sun come up while you're sleeping it off
When you go out for your news and curse your smoker's cough

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