To Sender the Writter - Copperloc

Return to sender, return to sender 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 zone 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 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, address unknown No such number, no such zone

Return to sender Return to sender I gave a letter to the postman He put it in his sack And by the 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 And by the early next 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 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