文本歌词

Return to sender
Return to sender
I gave a letter to the postman
He put it his sack
Bright in early next 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 in early next morning
It came right back to me
She wrote upon it
Return to sender address unknown
No such person no such so
This time I'm gonna take it myself
And put it right in her hand
And if it comes back the very next day
Then I'll understand - the writing 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