Dr. Manhattan - Mailman lyrics

Mailman, what do you got? Joy. Oh, sweet joys. I made some friends of friendly girls and boys. Amongst all the noise. We fit like two necks In a ballbasket piece Dude, our necks were on fire. The burn smelled like jim-jam. After reading a book in one sitting, I took some CMT And couldn't find my contacts for a week. And they asked us, "Que tu quieres? Cachuates?". No, no. I'm not hungry. "Well, then the smallest sip will do." Mailman, what do you got, mail? It's an invite to a long night After a long night and I'm there. Mailman, what do you got, mail? It's an invite to a jam dream Oh, I don't ever wanna wake up Two lovers embrace. They earned a smashed face From a couch in a house. He finger-felt her blouse. Naked in the crowds, We ducked out into a pantry Where a party of potatoes And salted chips broke out. And we do it 'cause it's stupid. Yeah; we do it. No, no. I'm not hungry. We just do it 'cause it's dumb. Mailman, what do you got, mail? It's an invite to a midnight hike and a log cross. Mailman, what do you got, mail? It's an invite to a jam dream Oh, I don't ever wanna wake up Mailman, what do you got? Mailman, what do you got? Mailman, what do you got? Mailman, what do you got? Mailman, what do you got? Mailman, what do you got, mail? It's an invite to a long night After a long night and I'm there. Mailman, what do you got, mail? It's an invite to a jam dream Oh, I don't ever wanna wake up Mailman, what do you got, mail? It's an invite to a midnight hike and a log cross. Mailman, what do you got, mail? It's an invite to a jam dream Oh, I don't ever wanna wake up