Lyrics: The Check’s In The Mail
Album: Weird Al Yankovic
Artist: Weird Al Yankovic
 

Well, hey how ya doin’ have a seat have a drink
Boy it’s good to see you, what can i say?
Oh, sorry gotta run we’ll get together again
Say, what was your name anyway?
Well we’re working on the problem we’ll get back to you soon
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 dropping by and have a nice day

(chorus)
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 it through 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.

(chorus)

Oh, 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?