Your Three Letters Wilbert Harrison

[Spoken]
Yes, you're right about somethin’
And you want to be free
Why, you feel that you're too good much to me
For somebody like me
Yes, you're afraid to present me to friends and your well set of parents
Well, I guess it’s more convenient for us to forget
But how soon you forget all those fine, fine things you've said
And how just a little success
Yes, just a little taste of success from that straight to your pretty little head

I hold in my hand, three letters to you
Three from different stages of your fine, super fine fool

The first one began
"Wilbert, darlin', sweetheart my wonderful one
I'll always be grateful for the things that you've done"

The second
Your second letter came regularly after I gave you your stuff
Yes, it came from you pen, dear
Not from your heart

The third
The third was the joke of the king of the deck
You ended your letter and closed
"Wilbert, please find my check"