Lyric

Empty mail box makes me so blue

Old postman passing by me and said

“I miss the good old days”

Cause my baby’s kind of old fashion

Or maybe he’s on the cutting edge

All I can do is waiting for his letter or cry

My phone isn't useful anymore but

He has good taste

Sweet than a piece of cake

He has good shape

Tender than a piece of cake

He has good taste

Sweet than a piece of cake

He has good shape

Tender than a piece of cake

Lots of cigarette butts in the ashtray

I guess my health is in your hand

(Martini from the afternoon)

Cause my baby’s kind of old fashion

Or maybe he’s on the cutting edge

All I can do is be as romantic as I can

My pretty face isn't useful anymore but

He has good taste

Sweet than a piece of cake

He has good shape

Tender than a piece of cake

He has good taste

Sweet than a piece of cake

He has good shape

Tender than a piece of cake