Airmail For Emma
I just moved into a new apartment for the first on my own I circulated the address, out the new phone Don't you wanna use my new address? Don't you drop a line? Doesn't wanna let me know they're fine ...?
Then one morning it came flying through the front door Ever so - lying on the hallway floor I picked it up, I it - it's what I'd been waiting for But it was addressed to a Miss Gore
Airmail for Miss Emma, for Miss Emma Gore Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here Airmail for Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore Airmail for Miss Emma, but she live here anymore (And) I don't no Emma Gore
I put the on the counter - it tickled my curiosity if Miss Emma had won the lottery? Maybe just an unpaid bill - could be a rich uncle's will Or better still a love letter ...?
Airmail for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live anymore Airmail for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Airmail for Miss Emma, but she live here anymore (And I know no Emma Gore)
I'm gonna steam it open, I'm tea anyway I've waited enough I think I've shown great restraint I picked up I caressed it - it's what I'd been for But it was addressed to a Miss Gore But she don't live anymore, I don't know no Emma Gore Airmail for Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore Airmail for Emma, but she don't live here anymore Airmail for Miss Emma, for Miss Emma Gore for Miss Emma, but she don't live here anymore (And) I know no Emma Gore
Getting people's mail is a bore That depends of course on who for I don't want Emma's - for sure Her mail's not welcome on my And she's not welcome within my That just make me feel lower I don't wanna rhyme no just a stupid whore