Mama

I saw a woman walking down my street
With grace so beautifully care-fully
She's a big and pretty mother swinging her handbag
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 a cling to

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 would always want me
Hot embracing mother
I can crawl upon and cling to

You can't be safer, can't be more secure
Than with a breast in each palm
Thats the way I was born and
Thats the way I want to die

Give me a big mother
Soft and wet one
That would caress me in all those special places
Where's a strong mother
One that squeezes me
One I can crawl upon and cling to?

Mama

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