Python for a Pillow

Mama is dreaming of a diamond snake, There's a pure red moon in the sky. Oh tired, due* your baby cries, Because hairs got stuck in his eyes. Oh Mama is dreaming, Mama is dreaming so bad, Hardly through the nighttime. The baby sleeps, in a passing* crib, On an island in the sun*. Hey, son love it, out of my head, Mama is dreaming of snakes again. Son love it, out of my head, Python for a pillow again. Mama is dreaming of snakes again, Python for a pillow again. The son will love it, out of my head, Mama is dreaming of snakes again. Son love it, out of my head, Python for a pillow again. Mama is dreaming of snakes again, Python for a pillow again. Lets hear out your baby blues, I got this cunning* taste, I got the taste for snakes And I'm on my bed. "Boom" she sings, And i got yours to sing, Giving a bed for nothing, Given I wanted I could get it. Well, I got yours to sing, Well, I got burns* to sing, I gotta take your soul, I give it a bed full of something aroused, So come and get it will* you*? Son love it, out of my head, Python for a pillow again. Mama is dreaming of snakes again, Python for a pillow again. Python for a pillow again. Python for a pillow again.