Lyrics:

(M. JaggerK. Richards) Oh, I think I had enough of your religion It's tough, it's a state of mind I don't need it! 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 Describe her for 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 Yeah, and I'm begging you Begging you, down on my knees Baby please, please please You, you, got to send it, send it, send it Send it to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Yeah, I'm sending in a letter To my sister In Australia Sister Marie Ain't got no lover No sense of cover I need some 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 watch her step Seh 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 might 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 Rumanian Could be Bubarian Could be Albanian Might be Hungarian Could be Australian Could be the Alien Send her to m