I was watching the woman that was walking down my street
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Walking with grace, so beautifully, carefully
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She's a big and pretty mother, big and pretty mother
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Swinging her hand-bag back and forth so joyfully
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She's drawing circles with her breasts in her jumper
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Give me a big mother
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Huge and loving one
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I can crawl upon
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And cling to
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She's a large woman...
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Warm and cuddly...
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Wet lady...
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Strong mother...
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She's walking down the street in front of my window
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Whistling funky tunes in the ears of my neighbours
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Give me a big mother
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One that will always want me
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Hot, embracing mother
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I can crawl upon
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And cling to
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Can't be safer, can't be more secure
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Than with a breast in each palm
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Than with a breast in each palm
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That is the way that I was born
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And that is the way that I want to die
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Give me a big mother
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Yes, a soft and wet one
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That would caress me
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In all those special places
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Where's a strong mother
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One that squeezes me
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One that I can crawl upon
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Mama
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| Annie Lennox |
