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?