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