Sitting by the window, feeling sad and blue, all because I haven't heard from you.And then my mama said, look, look, look, look, here comes the postman,twisting down the avenue. He's got a knife in his hand, and I know it has to be for you.He's got the mailman's face, and he's got his back, cause he's a swinging postman.Boy, he's a-twistin' to the left, twistin' to the right, twistin' all around and round.If he didn't bring the letter to make me feel better, I was gonna put you down.I'm so glad you came in time to ease this ache in my hollow mind, cause he's a-swingin' postman.Twistin', tossin' and a-turnin', twistin', tossin' and a-turnin', twistin', bringin' me down the street.To make me feel better.He's got the mailman's face, and he's got his back, cause he's a-twistin' to the left,twist, twist, twist, Mr. Postman. Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Postman.He's got the mailman's sack, twistin' around his back, cause he's a-ah-ha.He's a twistin' postman.Let him go.Mailman's sack, twistin' around his back, cause he's a-swingin' postman.He's a twistin' to the left, twistin' to the right, twistin' around and round.If he didn't bring the letter to make me feel better, I was gonna put you down.I'm so glad you came in time to ease this ache in my hollow mind, cause he's a-swingin' postman.Look, look, look.Look, look, look.