
the real hot stuff - postman lyrics
[verse 1]
walk in the sun
walk in the rain
when i feel good
or i feel pain
[pre_chorus]
i walk the fieldways
and streets of gold
to bring your mail
no matter when or how
[verse 2]
i’m with the poor
and with the rich
serve a preacher
serve a b_tch
[pre_chorus]
i’ll bring you the letter
which you will find
to bring your mail
no matter when or how
[chorus]
man without aspirations
i’m living like bukowski
[verse 3]
serve thousand homes
everyday the same
don’t know your face
i just know your housenumber
[pre_chorus]
i walk the fieldways
and streets of gold
to bring your mail
no matter when or how
[chorus]
man without aspirations
i’m living like bukowski
man without aspirations
i’m living like bukowski
no, no, no, no
[pre_chorus]
i walk the fieldways
and streets of gold
to bring your mail
no matter when or how
[chorus]
man without aspirations
i’m living like bukowski
man without aspirations
i’m living like bukowski
no, no, no, no
[bridge]
i walk the fieldways
and streets of gold
yeah
i walk the fieldways
and streets of gold
yeah
[outro]
no, no, no, no
i walk the fieldways
and streets of gold
yeah
i walk the fieldways
and streets of gold
yeah
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