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