Mailman Songtext
von Wild Moccasins

I see your girl in a different light now
In a different light now
I see your girl in a different light now
In a different light now
Ah-ah-ah-ah

The mailman gave me your mail again
With developed photos inside
I saw your girl in a different light
You′re in bed with anything that she's right
There was lipstick on the Polaroid
You could tell she had an appetite
But a word to the wise can hear the siren′s song
Get a line, get out of sight

Diamonds can never be constellations
And no one can meet an expectation
There's no cure for sexual frustration
When "Mrs." becomes an abbreviation


What's left to mend?
Are you better off friends?
What′s left to mend?
Are you better off friends?
Oh, what′s left to mend?
What's left to mend?
Oh, what′s left to mend?
What's left to mend?

The mailman gave me your mail again
With official documents inside
Middleman says cut your life in half
It′s only polite when two are five
Now your mind's a pile, can you stay for a while?
It never goes anywhere
A real reason to take off that ring
A new search for a friend is there

And diamonds can never be constellations
And no one can meet an expectation
There′s no cure for sexual frustration
When "Mrs." becomes an abbreviation


What's left to mend?
Are you better off friends?
What's left to mend?
Are you better off friends?
Oh, what′s left to mend?
What′s left to mend?
Oh, what's left to mend?
What′s left to mend?

Are you better off friends?
Are you better off friends?
Are you better off friends?
I see you in a different light now
In a different light now

I see you in a different light now
In a different light now
I see you in a different light now
In a different light now
I see you in a different light now
In a different light now