Flying Postmen Come What May
(A. Nicula/ E. Bojescu) That's outside, it's getting dark That's inside, you light a spark M-m-m an' moreover It is rather cold now please do us a favour To let us come in flying And right away we're gonna hold on If you decide home to invite us That is right, the sun has gone That is night, the moon has come M-m-m an' moreover The fierce wind blows now please do us a favour To let us come in flying CHORUS REPEAT Standing by the window you will have a look below your floor Getting what we have meant you'll unlock your crack-brained door (whoopee!) And right away come what may Right away come what may To let us come in flying CHORUS REPEAT