No New Year's Day to celebrate
 No chocolate covered candy hearts
 To give away

 No first of spring
 No song to sing
 In fact here's just another ordinary day

 No april rain
 No flowers bloom
 No wedding Saturday within the month of june
 But what it is, is something [bad word]  Made up of these three words that
 I must say to you

 I just called to say i love you
 I just called to say how much i care
 I just called to say i love you
 And i mean it from the bottom of my heart

 No summer's high
 No warm July
 No harvest moon to light
 One tender August night
 No autumn breeze
 No falling leaves
 Not even time for birds to fly to thouthern skies

 No Libra sun
 No Halloween
 No giving thanks to all The Christmas joy
 You bring
 But what it is, though old so new
 To fill your heart like no three words
 Could ever do

 I just called to say i love you
 I just called to say how much i care
 I just called to say i love you
 And i mean it from the bottom of my heart
 Of my heart, of my heart