MAIL MYSELF TO MEXICO
EVERY DAY WITHOUT FAIL
I DELIVER THE MAIL TO EACH DOORSTEP
I THINK THAT I?LL LOSE MY MIND
IF I HAVE TO CLIMB JUST ONE MORE STEP
BETWEEN THE SNOW AND THE SLEET
I?M INCLINED TO KEEP LOSIN? MY PATIENCE
OH LORD MY FEET SURE HURT
AND I BELIEVE I DESERVE A VACATION
Chorus WISH I COULD MAIL MYSELF TO MEXICO
WHERE SUNSHINE AND MARGARITAS FLOW
AND ALL THE PRETTY SENORITAS GO
TO DANCE BAREFOOT IN THE SAND
SOMETIMES I?M TEMPTED JUST TO TAKE THE CHANCE
FIND ME A BOX AND LOTS OF POSTAGE STAMPS
TOP IT OFF WITH A BIG RED BOW
AND MAIL MYSELF TO MEXICO
YOU KNOW IT?S EASY TO SEE
HOW A MAN LIKE ME COULD GO POSTAL
I NEED A LATITUDE WHERE THE ATTITUDE?S KINDA COASTAL
OH BUT HERE I AM
WORKIN? FOR UNCLE SAM LIKE A PUPPET
I SHOULD BE SPENDIN? MY DAYS
WASTIN? AWAY JUST LIKE BUFFET
Repeat Chorus
Words & Music by Larry Wayne Clark and Buddy Jewell
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