I think I had enough You know religion is tough It's a state of mind I don't need! I'm sending a letter To my mother I need some loving Send it to me I lost my lover Unfaithful lover I need some money Send it to me I need consoling Your boy's feeling lonely Please try to phone me Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me If she can't travel I can take the mule train I can take the aeroplane Send it to me Today I'm begging you Begging you, begging you Down on my knees Baby, please, please, please You, you, you got to send it Send it, send it, send it to me Send her, oh, send her to me You got to send her Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Yeah, I'm sending a letter To my sister In Australia Sister it reads Ain't you got no daughter No second cousin That needs my loving Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me She won't have to wash or scrape She won't have to relocate I guarantee her personal security She don't have to be five foot ten Or blond or brunette She don't have to be no social hostess Send her She may work in a factory Right next door to me In my fantasy Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me She could be Romanian She could be Bubarian She could be Albanian She could be Hungarian She might be Ukrainian She could be Australian She could be the Alien Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me