Don't Shoot Mr. Postman

Bob Rivers

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Stop! Don't shoot; wait a minute Mr. Postman.
Please put down that weapon Mr. Postman.

Mr. Postman can this be? Oh no.
Is that an Uzi in your bag I see?
Please, please. You've been so quiet for such a long time.
Oh no. Has lickin' stamps made you lose your mind?

Through wind and rain they always try.
Seems to me like they're real nice guys.
The pay is good, the uniform is snappy.
We don't know why they go trigger-happy.

Mr. Postman. Mr. Postman, can this be?
Is that an Uzi in your bag I see?
You've been so quiet for such a long time.
Has lickin' stamps made you lose your mind?

You've got to wait a minute, wait a minute.
Oh yeah. You've got to wait a minute, wait a minute.
Oh yeah. Please Mr. Postman, oh yeah.

You in the post office put down that letter opener.
He's got to wait a minute, wait a minute.
Don't shoot. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Don't shoot.