Mama

I was watching the woman that was walking down my street Walking with grace, so beautifully, carefully She's a big and pretty mother, big and pretty mother Swinging her hand-bag back and forth so joyfully She's drawing circles with her breasts in her jumper Give me a big mother Huge and loving one I can crawl upon And cling to She's a large woman... Warm and cuddly... Wet lady... Strong mother... She's walking down the street in front of my window Whistling funky tunes in the ears of my neighbours Give me a big mother One that will always want me Hot, embracing mother I can crawl upon And cling to Can't be safer, can't be more secure Than with a breast in each palm Than with a breast in each palm That is the way that I was born And that is the way that I want to die Give me a big mother Yes, a soft and wet one That would caress me In all those special places Where's a strong mother One that squeezes me One that I can crawl upon