Latasha Lee mr postman

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Wait a minute Mr Postman
Do you get a letter, a letter for me
(I think a do shorty)
He's locked up in a penitentiary
And i've been waiting
For him to write me
(I think i do shorty)
It's been two months and six days
And haven't heard a thang
I'm sitting here all alone
They say he did something wrong
So he can't call home
And now i'm wondering what's going on
I've been writing him everyday
And writing him everynight
Hoping he would respond to my letters
And let me know everything is fine
Then maybe i can sleep at night
And my days would be so much better
So please
Wait a minute Mr Postman
Do you get a letter, a letter for me
(I think a do shorty)
He's locked up in a penitentiary
And i've been waiting
For him to write me
(I think i do shorty)
It's been planty other people
Tryna holla at my but i'm saving all my goodies for baby (baby)
They say i need to move on
Cause he been gone too long
I refuse cause i'm his number one lady
(Lady)
So look down deep in you bag
And tell me what you have and be the one
To put a smile on my face
Don't wanna boss you around
Ain't tryna take up your time
But i gotta get this letter today,
So please
Wait a minute Mr Postman
Do you get a letter, a letter for me
(I think a do shorty)
He's locked up in a penitentiary
And i've been waiting
For him to write me
(I think i do shorty)
Wait a minute Mr Postman
Do you get a letter, a letter for me
(I think a do shorty)
He's locked up in a penitentiary
And i've been waiting
For him to write me
(I think i do shorty)
So where is it, tell me
Let me open it, let me open it up
Oh where is it, give it to me
Wait a minute, wait a minute now

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