Mail Myself To Mexico

Everyday without fail I deliver the mail to each doorstep
I think that I’ll lose my mind if I have to climb just one more step
Between the snow and the sleet I’m inclined to keep losing my patience
Oh Lord my feet sure hurt and I believe I deserve a vacation
Wish I could mail myself to Mexico
Where sunshine and margaritas flow
And all the pretty senoritas go
To dance barefoot in the sand
Sometimes I’m tempted just to take the chance
Find me a box and lots of postage stamps
Top it off with a big red bow
And mail myself to Mexico
You know it’s easy to see how a man like me could go postal
I need a latitude where the attitude’s kinda coastal
Oh but here I am working for Uncle Sam like a puppet
I should be spending my days wasting away just like Buffett
Wish I could mail myself to Mexico
Where sunshine and margaritas flow
And all the pretty senoritas go
To dance barefoot in the sand
Sometimes I’m tempted just to take the chance
Find me a box and lots of postage stamps
Top it off with a big red bow
And mail myself to Mexico
Sometimes I’m temped just to take the chance
Find me a box and lots of postage stamps
Top it off with a big red bow
And mail myself to Mexico