Now we're gonna talk about the postman,
Who brings the paper in the morning,
Who wakes up at the night to make his job right.
With his bike driving all around the city
Delivers papers, oh isn't that pretty.
Seven o'clock paper every, every morning,
Again 'n' again, I think it would be just boring.
About the weather cares he never ever damn.
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