(F. Ahlert, J. Young)
I’m gonna sit right down
And write myself a letter,
And make believe it came from you.
I’m gonna write words oh, so sweet
They’re gonna knock me off of my feet,
A lot of kisses on the bottom,
I’ll be glad I got ’em.
I’m gonna smile and say,
«I hope you’re feeling better,»
And close with love, the way that you do.
I’m gonna sit right down
And write myself a letter,
And make believe it came from you.
I’m gonna sit right down
And write myself a letter,
And make believe that it came from you.
I’m gonna write words oh, so sweet, yeah!
Lotta kisses on the bottom,
I’ll be glad I got ’em.
I’m gonna smile and say,
«I hope you’re feeling better,»
And close with love, the way that you do.
I’m gonna sit right down
And write myself a letter,
And make believe it came from you…
I’m gonna sit right down
And write myself a letter,
And make believe it came,
Make believe that it came from you!
