歌手:Diana Vickers
专辑:《Music To Make Boys Cry》

My J is kinda boring me

I can’t hold inside

And I, and that’s no twerk for me
It’s not fairytale

Your kind of man, kind of man
Wanna click away every day

Don’t leave no paper trail

And hold it in my head
Hold it to my heart

It doesn’t seem so far

Mr. Postman see you no more

I wait into the night

Rolling high into ‘sun seal me with a kiss

Leave me something for the kiss
It’s getting hotter
Why won’t you deliver

You can make it better, writing me a letter
And hold a text to a beatin heart

I want our love to linger on
And still remember when you’re gone
But who’s gonna turn around
Who’s gonna slow it down?
Mr. Postman see you no more

I wait into the night

No reply from Mr. Postman

Sun seal me with a kiss

I’m still waiting
Oh mr Postaman, I’ms till waiting

Oh Mr. Post man

still waiting ,oh Mr. Postamn,

Mr. Postamn, Mr. Postamn,

Mr. Postman see you no more
I wait into the night

No reply from Mr. Postman

Sun seal me with a kiss

I’m still waiting
mr Postaman, still waiting

Oh Mr. Post man

still waiting, oh Mr. Postamn,

oh Mr. Postamn