(Composição: Winfield Scott, Otis Blackwell) Return to sender. Return to sender. I gave a letter to the postman, He put it in his sack. Bright and 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 and 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 soul Return to sender (4x)
