| Here’s hopin' the food don’t get cold and the phone don’t ring
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| That thing has a habit of suddenly changing things
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| Last time they called they were looking for you
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| They’re calling again, what am I gonna do?
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| Sometimes that old mailman, he carries a bag of tricks
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| He once left me something that sure left me in a fix
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| That letter said lots of things that weren’t true
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| But everything’s changed now, and what can I do?
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| Just like an old movie star jumps at a telegram
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| The second he gets it, his brain hears those jail doors slam
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| He’ll get caught up in an elaborate scam
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| With too many subplots to count on his hands |