We ain't going to the party
We ain't going to the game
We ain't going to the disco
Ain't gonna cruise down Main
We're stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail, stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail on a Friday night
Driving in the mountains
Winding 'round and 'round
Rummage through your mailboxes
Take your mail back to town
And we got license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns
Checks to politicians from real estate firms
Money, bills and canceled checks
Pretty funny pictures of your kids
We're gonna steal your mail on a Friday night
We're gonna steal your mail by the pale moonlight
We got grocery sackful after grocery sackful after grocery sackful after grocery sackful after grocery sackful after grocery sackful
Of the private lives of you
People say we're crazy
We're sick and all alone
But when we read your letters
We're rolling on the floor
We got more license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns
Checks to politicians from real estate firms
Money, bills and canceled checks
We cut relationships with your friends
We're gonna steal your mail on a Friday night
We're gonna steal your mail by the pale moonlight
We better not get caught, we'll be dumped in institutions
Where we'll be drugged and shocked 'til we come out born-again Christians
Stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail on a Friday night
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