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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bette Midler
Bette Midler
Vocals
Dave Grusin
Dave Grusin
Keyboards
Robbie Buchanan
Robbie Buchanan
Keyboards
Arnold McCuller
Arnold McCuller
Background Vocals
Carmen Twillie
Carmen Twillie
Background Vocals
David Lasley
David Lasley
Background Vocals
Don Shelton
Don Shelton
Background Vocals
Eugene van Buren
Eugene van Buren
Background Vocals
Joann Harris
Joann Harris
Background Vocals
John West
John West
Background Vocals
Jon Joyce
Jon Joyce
Background Vocals
Kevin Dorsey
Kevin Dorsey
Background Vocals
Lorraine Feather
Lorraine Feather
Background Vocals
MorganAmes
MorganAmes
Background Vocals
Randy Crenshaw
Randy Crenshaw
Background Vocals
Marc Shaiman
Marc Shaiman
Keyboards
Mike Lang
Mike Lang
Keyboards
Randy Kerber
Randy Kerber
Keyboards
Claude Gaudette
Claude Gaudette
Synthesizer
Joe Mardin
Joe Mardin
Synthesizer
Jack Sheldon
Jack Sheldon
Trumpet
James Caan
James Caan
Vocals
Artie Kane
Artie Kane
Musician
Michael Lang
Michael Lang
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gordon Jenkins
Gordon Jenkins
Songwriter
Johnny Mercer
Johnny Mercer
Songwriter
Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
Arranger
Dave Grusin
Dave Grusin
Arranger
Robbie Buchanan
Robbie Buchanan
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
Producer
Don Murray
Don Murray
Mixing Engineer
Michael O'Reilly
Michael O'Reilly
Mixing Engineer
Joey Sill
Joey Sill
Producer
Bob Schaper
Bob Schaper
Recording Engineer
Jack Joseph Puig
Jack Joseph Puig
Recording Engineer
Joey Wolpert
Joey Wolpert
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

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. I burned a hole in the didning room table. And let me see, I guess that's all. Nothin' else for me to say, and so I'll close. Oh, by the way, everybody's thinkin' of you. P.S. I love you. I do my best to obey all your wishes. I put a sign up. Pink now I got to buy us a new set of dishes, or wash the ones that have piled in the sink. Nothing else to tell you, dear. Except, each day feels like a year. Every night I'm dreamin' of you. P.S. I love you. P.S. I love you.
Writer(s): Johnny Mercer, Gordon Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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