The postman came today
Another letter from the USA
That makes it four this week
Just put that with
The rest of the heap

(Ooh, my friend)
She sure has got it bad
(Ooh, my friend)
You're the first big
Love she's had

[CHORUS]
She loves to be in love
She don't care if you're not there
She can make it alone
She loves to be in love
She don't care if you're not there
This thing is her own

Don't seem to matter at all
That you haven't written
And you haven't called

She seems quite happy
So leave it that way
Just tell the truth
You've got nothing
To say to her

(Ooh, my friend)
She sure has got it bad
(Ooh, my friend)
You're the first big
Love she's had

[Repeat CHORUS]

She loves the feeling that she gets
From this make believe romance
She thinks she's found
Her one big love
She don't need no second chance

So don't you spoil
Her hopes and dreams
By telling her she don't
Mean a thing to you
(She don't mean a thing to you)

(Ooh, my friend)
(Ooh, my friend)

[Repeat CHORUS]

She writes she's counting the days
'Til you're back in the USA
She hopes you're feeling fine
And she wants you to drop
A few lines to her

(Ooh, my friend)
She sure has got it bad
(Ooh, my friend)
You're the first big
Love she's had

She loves to be in love
She don't care if you're not there
She can make it alone

[Repeat CHORUS 4x to fade]