"The Check's In The Mail"

Lyrics And Information

 

The Check's In The Mail is the eighth  song on the "Weird Al" Yankovic" album. It is an original song by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

Here are the lyrics to The Check's In The Mail:

Well, hey, how ya doing?
Have a seat, have a drink
Boy, it's good to see you, what can I say?
Whoa, sorry, gotta run, we'll get together again
Say, what was your name, anyway?
Well, we're workin' on the problem
We'll get back to ya soon, yeah
But don't try to call me
I'll be in a meeting every afternoon
For a year, maybe longer, keep in touch
Thanks for droppin' by and have a nice day

The check's in the mail. Hey!
You're beautiful
Don't ever change
You know what I mean
My girl will call your girl
We'll talk, we'll do lunch
Or leave a message on my machine
So baby, won't you sign
On the dotted line
I'm gonna make your dreams come true
The check's in the mail
Would I lie to you

Well, hey, wait a minute
What's the matter, hold on
You want me to fork over the loot
You say you hate my guts
You wanna take me to court
And you got yourself a lawyer with a three-piece suit
Well, I'm proud to say you're not
The only critic of mine, yeah
So if you wanna sue me
I'm afraid you're gonna have to wait in line
Take a number, thanks for calling
Who loves you, baby
Don't forget to read the fine print

See, the check's in the mail. Hey!
You're beautiful
Don't ever change
You know what I mean
My girl will call your girl
We'll talk, we'll do lunch
Or leave a message on my machine
So baby, won't you sign
On the dotted line
I'm gonna make your dreams come true
The check's in the mail
Would I lie to you

Aw, trust me

The check's in the mail. Hey!
You're beautiful
Don't ever change
You know what I mean
Why don't you leave a message with my girl
I'll have lunch with your machine
So baby, won't you sign
On the dotted line
I'm gonna make your dreams come true
The check's in the mail
Would I lie to you
The check's in the mail
Would I lie to you