Woorden: Sugarcubes. Mama.

I was watchin' the woman that was walkin' down my street
Walkin' with grace, so beautifully, carefully
She's a big and pretty mother, big and pretty mother
Swingin' her hand-bag back and forth so joyfully
She's drawin' 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 walkin' down the street in front of my window
Whistlin' funky tunes in the ears of my neighbors

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?