The Check's In The Mail Lyrics & Chords By "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.
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.

(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?