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