Текст песни Paul Anka - P.S. I Love You

Dear, I thought I'd drop a line,
the weather's cool, the folks are fine,
I'm in bed each night at nine, P. S. I love you.

Yesterday we had some rain, but all in all, I can't complain,
Was it dusty on the train, P. S. I love you.

Write to the Browns just as soon as you're able,
They came around to call, and I burned a hole in the dining room table,
And let me see, I guess that's all.
Nothing else for me to say, and so I'll close but by the way,

Everybody's thinking of you, P. S. I love you.