I was watching a woman walking down my street

Walking with grace, so beautifully carefully

She's a big and pretty mother, 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 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 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

With a breast in each palm

That's the way I was born

And that's 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