part l

 

.

Delivered

Like you

 Can only

 Deliver it

 

 Someone

 Looking

 Down the slot

 

 Is it yours

 Is it mine

 Fishes

 Swim on by

 Wondering why

 Somebody's

 Looking

 Down the slot

 

 Way out

 In the country

 Where no one

 Delivers

Anymore

They get lonely

 Wishing

It was like

It use to be

 

And a man

Was still a man

 Delivering it

To you

Like you want it

 

 Like only

 

The man

Can

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