Текст песни Three Letters - Kay Starr feat. Harold Mooney & His Orchestra

Well you′re right up on top now
And you wanna be free
You think you're too big
For poor little me
How soon you forgot
You forgot all the things that you said
Hah, a little success
That just gone in your head
Here are three letters
You sent me dear
At three different stages
In your carrier
The first one read darling
You wonderful one
I′ll always be grateful
For all that you've done
The second came after
I gave you your start
It came from your pen dear
And not from your heart
The third was a joker
That comes without pay
You started your letter
Enclosed, please find check
Oh, fool, do you think
That your money could pay
For all that I've suffered
Till things came your way?
Now it′s all over
I′ve waited for years
I've served you with kindness
You paid me in tears
I sigh when you kissed me
Thrilled at your touch
My only sense was that I loved
Yes, loved you too much
I insert that letter
That said we must part
Then I tore them the pieces
Like you tore my heart