Personally - Karla Bonoff

I’ve been writing letters every day now

Since you’ve been gone

Talking to you by telephone

For what seems like a whole life long

But I’ve got something to give you

That the mailman can’t deliver

I can’t mail it in

I can’t phone it in

I can’t send it in

Even by your closest kin

I’m bringing it to you personally

Personally, personally, yeah

I’m bringing it to you personally

Personally, personally, yeah

There’s nothing like the feeling I get

Oh, when you’re touching me, baby

There’s nothing like the feeling you get

When I’m there with you, oh, love

Oh, but I got something to give you

That the mailman can’t deliver

I can’t mail it in

I can’t phone it in

I can’t send it in

Even by your closest friend

I’m bringing it to you personally

Personally, personally, yeah

I’m bringing it to you personally

Personally, personally, yeah

Ooh, but I got something to give you

That the mailman can’t deliver

I can’t mail it in

I can’t phone it in

I can’t send it in

Even by your closest friend

I’m bringing it to you personally

Personally, personally, yeah

I’m bringing it to you personally

Personally, personally, yeah