歌詞

One, open it Two, read it Three, roll it in a ball Four, throw it away Five, forget about it Six, light a cigarette Seven, are you ready Eight, let's go In my mailbox There's a letter Open it to see what's inside In my mailbox So many letters Paper stacking up to the sky What to do with it Let's roll it up Roll it till we get so high No jury duty I ain't showing up And the DMV could use one less in line Let me daydream Avoiding my responsibilities Let me daydream Once I'm done I'll get back up to speed In my mailbox There's a letter Open it to see what's inside In my mailbox So funny letters Telling me put my life on the line What to do with it Let's burn it up Burn it till we get so high No active duty I ain't showing up I think the DMV just called me back in line Let me daydream Avoiding my responsibilities Let me daydream Once I'm done I'll get back up to speed Let me daydream One, open it Two, read it Three, roll it in a ball Four, throw it away Five, forget about it Six, light a cigarette Seven, are you ready Eight, let's go One, open it Are you ready? Let's go
Writer(s): Bram Inscore, Matthew Urango, John Kirby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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