Ha, can't keep my thoughts to myself
Think I'll dust 'em off, put 'em back up on the shelf
In case my little baby girl is in need
Am I coming out of left field?
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman
I been feeling it since 1966, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman
Let me kick it like it's 1986, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Got another mouth to feed
Leave it with a baby sitter, mama, call the grave digger
Gone with the fallen leaves
Am I coming out of left field?
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman
I've been feeling it since 1966, now
Might've had your fill, but you feel it still
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman
Let me kick it like it's 1986, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
We could fight a war for peace
(Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman)
It's time to give a little to the
Kids in the middle, but, oh until it falls
Won't bother me
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming back?
Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, yeah
Your love is an abyss for my heart to eclipse, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman
I've been feeling it since 1966, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman
Let me kick it like it's 1986, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Might've had your fill, but I feel it still (hey)