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?