B.J. Thomas

Mr. Mailman
Mailman, MailmanHave you any mail todayI've been waiting for a letterI've tried to reach her every wayShe's way down in New OrleansAnd Boston's so far awayFunny how we met in GeorgiaIt had to be my lucky dayWell I had her name and numberWritten down in my little red bookBut when my plane flew in back homeIt wasn't there when I took a lookOh noI know I searched for it everywhereI wonder what shape my mind was inBut all I know I got to see her againSo mailman, mailmanWon't you help me sleep tonightWon't you bring me just one letterAnd everything will be alrightAnd everything will be alrightMr. MailmanMr. MailmanMr. Mailman Aus Songtexte Mania