Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
FATDADDY
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Charles Jones
Composer
Jerry Flood
Composer
Allen Turner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FATDADDY
Producer
Songtexte
Oh, yeah (What up, what it's Sir Charles)
A damn deal FATDADDY, what the do baby (Oh)
Men, I just called to tell you, me my wife being sleeping with the mailman
Sleeping with the mailman? (Said am talking about the mailman)
Man, its tough but you know what? I can't blame her
'Cause I've been doing the same thing too, man
Well, well, what goes around comes around (Delivered on Sunday)
That what the say, to everybody story bro (It was strange)
Listen
I came home early Sunday morning
I saw the mailman parked in my driveway
By the time I got out y'all
To ask him what he doing
He drove away
And here's my story, oh-oh
I ain't never seen a mailman (Oh no)
Deliver on Sunday (I ain't never y'all)
He delivered my divorce papers
Early this morning (Oh)
By the time I was stepping out
The mailman was stepping in (Stepping in)
And turned my whole world around (Yes, he did)
And he brought it down to an end (Ooh)
When I see the divorce papers
I instant got on my phone
And call my wife
I said "What are you trying to do to me baby?
You know I made some mistakes"
Can you please give me one more change
And sit down and talk about this?"
The woman told me straight up
"I got to make this move for me and my kids
I can no longer play this games with you no more"
Said she told me "Amma pack all my cloths
'Cause you don cheated on me
And I ain't coming here no more"
I ain't never seen a mailman
Deliver on Sunday (Oh yeah)
He delivered my divorce papers
Early this morning (I ain't never)
By the time I was stepping out
The mailman was stepping in (Stepping in, y'all)
And turned my whole world around (Ooh)
And he brought it down to an end (Listen y'all)
Said I found out, that the mailman
Was sleeping with my wife
For such a long time
Said I can't blame the mailman
'Cause I've been doing the same damn thing
I've been sleeping with another woman, y'all
Listen
But I got to tell y'all that the mailman
He was my best friend, yes he was
He use to drop the mail off on Tuesday
We used to shake hands and talk about it
But I never thought, he was looking at mine, uh
I ain't never seen a mailman (Oh yeah)
Deliver on Sunday (No)
He delivered my divorce papers
Early this morning (He-he)
By the time I was stepping out (Oh)
The mailman was stepping in (Stepping in, y'all)
And turned my whole world around (Yes, he did)
And he brought it down to an end (Oh-oh)
So I'm talking about the mailman
You better be careful
He'll be delivering mail and at the same time
He'll be stealing your sugar
He'll be stealing your sugar
Oh, my, my, my, my-my-my
So I guess what goes around
Will come back around, yes it will
Don't get mad when your wife cheat back, it's 2017
My daddy said "Eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth"
I ain't never seen a mailman
Deliver on Sunday (No)
He delivered my divorce papers (Yes, he did)
Early this morning (Oh)
By the time I was stepping out
The mailman was stepping in (Was stepping in)
And turned my whole world around (Yes, he did)
And he brought it down to an end (Oh, am talking about the no good)
I ain't never seen a mailman
Deliver on Sunday (Y'all better watch the mailman)
He delivered my divorce papers
Early this morning (I said he could be your best friend)
By the time I was stepping out
The mailman was stepping in (He could be your brother)
And turned my whole world around (Might be your cousin)
And he brought it down to an end (But he was the mailman)
I'm talking about the mailman, y'all
Yes, I am
I'm talking about the no good mailman
Baby
Written by: Allen Turner, Charles Jones, Jerry Flood

