People would say that I’m a mamma’s baby

But who knows maybe

While my big brother’s washing his hat

mommy makes sure I’m as clean as a cat

They think I’m a spoilt brat

but at home I sit on the mat

listening to her reading a story

whilst sucking a lolly

she’d read the story of the tortoise and hare

she would tell me the race was fair

She would put me to sleep

Then she starts to sweep

Ohh how I love my mother

More than my father