I think I've had enough, you know religion is tough, it's a state of mind, I don't need it I'm sending a letter, to my mother, I need some loving, send it to me I lost my lover, a faithful lover, I need some money, send it to me I need consoling, you're both feeling lonely, it's time to follow me, send it to me But you can't travel, I can take the mule train, I can take the aeroplane, send it to me And I'm begging you, begging you, begging you, down on my knees, down on my knees You, you, you got to send it, send it, send it, send it to me, send it, oh send it to me Yeah, I'm sending a letter to my sister in the state, sister Marie If you got no doctor, 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 her face, she won't have to relocate I guarantee her personal security She don't have to be the 5'10 or Armando Brunet She don't have to be no social hostess Send her some A1s in the factory, right next door to me In my fantasy, send it to me, send it to me, send it to me, send it to me, send it to me She could be Romanian, she could be Bavarian, she could be Albanian She could be Hungarian, she might be Ukrainian She could be Australian, she could be the alien Send it to me, send it to me, send it to me, send it to me