Lyrics:
the road
Leave the keys in the mailbox when you go
There's a patch on the north side
It's early and it's dry
It's probably the best there is around
Gonna move up to the country
Paint my mailbox blue
Gonna move up to the country
Paint my mailbox blue
Put some flowers on it baby
Paint
dass du anrufst, heute nur noch Mailbox
Bitte nenn' mich nicht mehr Baby, Baby
Bin nicht mehr dein Baby, Baby
Sag mir nicht, was ich hören will, denn
flieg' zum Mond
Bitches sprechen auf die Mailbox, ey
Zähl' das Para, bin zu stoned, ey, ey
Ich will nur sehen, dass mehr Geld kommt, ey
Bau' einen
in a little red string
I'm gonna tie blue ribbons too
Climb up into my mailbox
I'm gonna mail myself to you
When you find me in your mailbox
Cut
From every single window
I see your face
But when I reach a window
There's an empty space
The key's in the mailbox, the same as before
But no one
From every single window
I see your face
But when I reach a window
There's an empty space
The key's in the mailbox, the same as before
But no one
eins, zwei Gramm
Mailbox geht ran, wieder kein Empfang
Du willst mich hören, mach das Radio an
Kunden alle Stamm
Hinterhof Coffeeshop, bin Kaiserdamm
Telefon
Schleich di, bis irgendwonn
Scheich di, I meld mi donn
Vielleicht is nur die Mailbox dron
Sorry, dass I grod net obheb'n konn
Er sogt, er
every single window, I see your face
But when I reach a window, there's an empty space
The key's in the mailbox, the same as before
But no one is waiting
From every single window, I see your face
But when I reach a window, there's an empty space
The key's in the mailbox, the same as before
But no one
tie me up with red string
I'm gonna use blue ribbon too
I'm gonna climb up in my mailbox
I'm a-gonna mail myself to you
When you find me in your
Hot, need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks 'n 'em deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox
Niggas be really knowin', bitches be really goin
Look
seen the last of you
When you walked out of site
Instead I see you in my dreams each night
Oh the key's in the mailbox, come on in
I'm sitting here
and I've been up to no good
Where ever I am going, I just gotta keep a scale locked
I just smashed your bitch like she's a fucking mailbox
She just suck my
celebration
Am I just forgetting the location
No, there’s just nobody here, balloons on my mailbox every year
Isolation celebration, all alone in here
Today’s
We different remember the times we was eyeing the mailbox
You tricking all your money I fly her to sell her box
Keep catching packs from me imma buy
walk right to you
Hug you and say that I miss you
But I know that I can't 'cause the we that we were's not around
So I'll put a card in your mailbox for
Lately I've been missing you and all the things that you do
Talkin' to the mailbox, no call's getting through
What the hell am I supposed to do,
together
Letters in the mailbox for you
I paid your bills every one on time
Just got the notice
Your favorite uncle just died
And a name that I don't
moe
Package in the mailbox
Leave the money by the door
Acey isn't feeling grimey
So he going to let you go
But I promise you
You run yo mouth then he
do
Paint the picket fence and paint the mailbox too and put me in your wrist tattoo
Sleepin' in till 6 AM that's her kinda day she's like sleepin'
the same
And hoping for the name
On the mailbox to change
But I keep driving around
Driving myself insane
And my friends keep telling me
I'll be ok
But I
könnte dass
Dass es aufhört, dass es stoppt
Wähl' Deine Nummer jetzt zum X-ten Mal
Wie immer geht die Mailbox ran
Als wüsst' ich es nicht besser wähl' ich
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