Return to sender
Return to sender
I gave a letter to the postman,
He put it in his sack
Bright and early seguinte morning,
He brought my letter back
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back
So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special D
Bright and early seguinte morning
It came right back to me
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown
No such person, no such zone
This time I'm gonna take it myself
And put it right in her hand
And if it comes back the very seguinte day
Then I'll understand
The composição literária on it
Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
Return to sender
Return to sender
Return to sender
Return to sender
Return to sender
I gave a letter to the postman,
He put it in his sack
Bright and early seguinte morning,
He brought my letter back
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back
So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special D
Bright and early seguinte morning
It came right back to me
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown
No such person, no such zone
This time I'm gonna take it myself
And put it right in her hand
And if it comes back the very seguinte day
Then I'll understand
The composição literária on it
Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
Return to sender
Return to sender
Return to sender
Return to sender
