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, returned December, address unknown
No such number, no such song
We had a quarrel, a little spat
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back
So then I dropped it in the trash
In the mailbox, it said it's special D
Bright and early next morning, it came right back to me
She wrote upon it, returned December, address unknown
No such number, no such song
This time I'm gonna take it myself
And put it right in his sack
She wrote upon it, returned December, address unknown
No such number, no such song
We had a quarrel, a little spat
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back
The writing on it, returned December, address unknown
No such number
No such song
Returned December
Returned December
Returned December
Do you, baby
Returned December
Returned December
Returned December
Yeah
I'm sorry
Returned December
Returned December
Returned December