Spose - Mr. Mail Man Lyrics






[Allen:]
Look, I know your job is hard and you don't make much dough
I see you out there every day in the sleet and the snow
And every time I'm drivin' by, you're wavin', "hey-o, hello"
But there's one thing you should know

[Spose:]
I wake up every day feelin' so successful
Another day gettin' paid, pushin' the pencil
Sun on my face, keurig in my cup
SportsCenter on TV, turn it up
Everything is pleasant, I'm livin' a bit of heaven
And it inevitably ends abruptly at eleven
That's when I hear his evilness
It's that piece of shit up in the eagle whip
That mail man, knew he came to ruin my life
I'm sure payin' bills what I'm doin' tonight
He's got the steerin' wheel on the British side
And every time I see him, I'm sad he didn't die
Six days a week, this dude's at my place
I try to be gone so I don't see his face
But the mail's waitin' for me when I do get home
Is it the bills for the phone or the student loans?
I can't wait, he's the nicest of folk
But I wanna put a knife in his throat
Brought me a letter sayin' my license revoked
You're a douche, I wanna find you while you're doin' your route
I wanna buy a deuce-deuce and put two in your boot
You make me wanna go psycho, postal, on you, you're my arch nemesis
And I don't feel bad 'cause I know you got benefits

[Allen:]
Look, I know your job is hard and you don't make much dough
I see you out there every day in the sleet and the snow
And every time I'm drivin' by, you're wavin', "hey-o, hello"
But there's one thing you should know
Fuck you, Mr. Mail Man (hey!)
I don't wanna see you no more (no more)
Fuck you, Mr. Mail Man
And don't go knockin' at my door

[Cam Groves:]
Sorry, dude, I don't know what to say
Every envelope you give me, I just throw 'em away (trash)
I don't know why I take this shit
Knew I should've signed up for paperless
And I know that my bills be three weeks late
'cause of what you give me, I'm not sleepin' great
And you could probably find a job at equal pay
But I know you like to ruin other people's days
And I'm friends with the UPS man
'cause everything he gives me is somethin' I want
Next thing, guess who shows up, man (who?)
It's you with the bill for that somethin' I bought
You're the reason why I never, ever borrow or loan
Stay far from my home unless you're Karl Malone
And if I do say hi, it's a snarlin' tone
And if I gotta pay a bill, I'll just call on my phone and go

[Allen:]
I know your job is hard and you don't make much dough
I see you out there every day in the sleet and the snow
And every time I'm drivin' by, you're wavin', "hey-o, hello"
But there's one thing you should know
Fuck you, Mr. Mail Man (hey!)
I don't wanna see you no more (no more)
Fuck you, Mr. Mail Man
And don't go knockin' at my door





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  1. Z.... F....

    Brought me a letter saying my licence revoked, your a douche. 😂😂. Not pony boys fault lol.

  2. T.... H....

    The 8 dislikes on this video are from mailmen

    T.... H....

    LMAO I guarantee it

  3. F.... P....

    Uuugh my anthem

  4. C.... L....

    Im gonna have to listen to this in the mail truck

  5. B.... K....

    My husband says he checks it.. But he lies all the time... 😂

  6. M.... W....

    absolutely hilarious - love this song! BAHAHAAAAA

  7. D.... M....

    Where is the chorus from?

  8. C.... 5....

    A must memorize kind of song

  9. a.... ....

    i am a mailman, i want to blow my brains out.

  10. A.... S....

    I was listening to pandora on my mail route and found this hilarious.

    A.... S....

    I jam it on mine as well hahahahaha

  11. F.... F....

    Just heard it on pandora for the first time! Awesome song!!!

  12. T.... H....

    This song will be on the radio.

  13. T.... C....

    Hell yes awesome song

  14. N.... M....

    [Chorus: Amy Allen]
    Look, I know your job is hard and you don't make much dough
    I see you out there every day in the sleet and the snow
    And every time I'm drivin' by, you're wavin', "hey-o, hello"
    But there's one thing you should know

    [Verse 1: Spose]
    I wake up every day feelin' so successful
    Another day gettin' paid, pushin' the pencil
    Sun on my face, keurig in my cup
    SportsCenter on TV, turn it up
    Everything is pleasant, I'm livin' a bit of heaven
    And it inevitably ends abruptly at eleven
    That's when I hear his evilness
    It's that piece of shit up in the eagle whip
    That mail man, knew he came to ruin my life
    I'm sure payin' bills what I'm doin' tonight
    He's got the steerin' wheel on the British side
    And every time I see him, I'm sad he didn't die
    Six days a week, this dude's at my place
    I try to be gone so I don't see his face
    But the mail's waitin' for me when I do get home
    Is it the bills for the phone or the student loans?
    I can't wait, he's the nicest of folk
    But I wanna put a knife in his throat
    Brought me a letter sayin' my license revoked
    You're a douche, I wanna find you while you're doin' your route
    I wanna buy a deuce-deuce and put two in your boot
    You make me wanna go psycho, postal, on you, you're my arch nemesis
    And I don't feel bad 'cause I know you got benefits

    [Chorus: Amy Allen]
    Look, I know your job is hard and you don't make much dough
    I see you out there every day in the sleet and the snow
    And every time I'm drivin' by, you're wavin', "hey-o, hello"
    But there's one thing you should know
    Fuck you, Mr. Mail Man (hey!)
    I don't wanna see you no more (no more)
    Fuck you, Mr. Mail Man
    And don't go knockin' at my door

    [Verse 2: Cam Groves]
    Sorry, dude, I don't know what to say
    Every envelope you give me, I just throw 'em away (trash)
    I don't know why I take this shit
    Knew I should've signed up for paperless
    And I know that my bills be three weeks late
    'cause of what you give me, I'm not sleepin' great
    And you could probably find a job at equal pay
    But I know you like to ruin other people's days
    And I'm friends with the UPS man
    'cause everything he gives me is somethin' I want
    Next thing, guess who shows up, man (who?)
    It's you with the bill for that somethin' I bought
    You're the reason why I never, ever borrow or loan
    Stay far from my home unless you're Karl Malone
    And if I do say hi, it's a snarlin' tone
    And if I gotta pay a bill, I'll just call on my phone and go

    [Chorus: Amy Allen]
    I know your job is hard and you don't make much dough
    I see you out there every day in the sleet and the snow
    And every time I'm drivin' by, you're wavin', "hey-o, hello"
    But there's one thing you should know
    Fuck you, Mr. Mail Man (hey!)
    I don't wanna see you no more (no more)
    Fuck you, Mr. Mail Man
    And don't go knockin' at my door

    N.... M....

    Thank you

  15. J.... R....

    Pushing the pencil! Congrats!! this song is Awesome!

  16. S.... S....

    The Audacity! Spose keeping the roots from before you were swagless on this. his blending of a rainbow of palates for that unique genius trademark watercolor on each track. Certified spizzy

  17. S.... M....

    The People's Douche!

  18. C.... C....

    Spizzy!