US Mail

Mama won’t you, write me a letter?
Stick it in the US Mail
And mama I do, hope you feel better
For you, I will not fail
I may not always be there when you need me, but don’t be scared
You may not always be there when I need you, but I have no fear
And mama I know you’ve done things
In which you are not proud
But mama me, if only me, would know
The things that’d you’d go through, to wow a crowd
Cause when I was a little girl, you’d dress me like Bardot,
And the hallway’d become a catwalk, and you’d watch me go to the show
Said, «All the little girls were pretty, but I was pretty like fresh flowers»
I was a super hero, mama, with super powers
You may not always be there when I need you, but I’m not scared
I may not always be there when you need me, but have no fear
I’m right here, in your ear
I will be leaving soon, oh yeah all of you
So take care of each other out there
For I will always be, in your heart you see
I’m right here: put your hand over your chest
Oh and always do your best
Come Lola, come Clementine, come Zuzu
Come Loretta, come Sierra, come Blue
Come Honey, come children, come kids
Oh the whole world is out dancing in the street
Kick off your shoes, child, feel the cold and wet concrete