Airmail For Miss
I just moved into a new for the first time on my own I circulated the address, out the new phone Don't you wanna use my new Don't you wanna drop a line? Doesn't anyone wanna let me they're fine ...?
Then one morning it came flying through the front door Ever so appealing - lying on the floor I picked it up, I caressed it - it's what I'd been for But it was addressed to a Emma Gore
Airmail for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Gore Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live anymore Airmail for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here (And) I don't know no Gore
I put the letter on the counter - it my curiosity What if Emma had won the lottery? Maybe just an unpaid bill - could be a rich uncle's will Or better still a love letter ...?
Airmail for Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore Airmail for Emma, but she don't live here anymore (And I don't no Emma Gore)
I'm gonna steam it open, I'm tea anyway I've waited long I think I've shown great restraint I up I caressed it - it's what I'd been waiting for But it was to a Miss Emma Gore But she don't here anymore, I don't know no Emma Gore for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here Airmail for Miss Emma, for Miss Emma Gore for Miss Emma, but she don't live here anymore (And) I don't know no Emma
Getting people's mail is a bore depends of course on who it's for I don't Emma's - that's for sure Her mail's not on my floor And she's not welcome my door That would just make me lower I don't rhyme no more Emma's just a whore