Personally

I've been writing letters everyday nowSince you've been goneTalking to you on the telephoneFor what seems like a whole life long

And I've got something to give youThat the mailman can't deliverI can't mail it in, I can't phone it inI can't send it in even by your closest kin

I'm bringing it to you personallyPersonally, personally, yeahI'm bringing it to you personallyPersonally, personally, yeah

There's nothing like the feeling I getOh when you're touching me, babyThere's nothing like the feeling you getWhen I'm there with you, oh love

That I've got something to give youThat the mailman can't deliverI can't mail it in, I can't phone it inI can't send it in even by your closest friend

I'm bringing it to you personallyPersonally, personally, yeahI'm bringing it to you personallyPersonally, personally, yeah

Ooh but I've got something to give youThat the mailman can't deliverI can't mail it in, I can't phone it inI can't send it in, even by your closest friend

I'm bringing it to you personallyPersonally, personally, yeahI'm bringing it to you personallyPersonally, personally, yeah

I'm bringing it to you personallyPersonally, personally, yeahOh, I'm bringing it to youI'm bringing it to you personally