delivery man

baby's waiting on a phone call
a knock upon the door
from the man that she needs
the one who doesn't keep score
baby shines like silver
you oughta see her walk
she don't draw no lines
when she talks that talk
baby understands
I'm the delivery man

when baby gets lonely
when baby gets the blues
she wears those fishnet stockings
blood-red high heel shoes
she's got a husband
but he's lost at sea
at least that's what
she tells me
it's news I heard first hand
I'm the delivery man