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more food mama, give us more food mama, give us prawn ring mama, give us anything mama thank god my mum has gone to Iceland more cash dada, give her more cash dada, be a bit flash dada, give her more cash more thank god my mum has gone to Iceland and we don't make the dough, as the ad men well know, got no concept of your bad cash flow, and if that ain't enough, just as life gets more tough, they bring out a new game for my nintendo my head's popping TV window shopping, and there ain't no stopping with that ice cream topping thank god my mum has gone to Iceland we want mama what you can't afford mama, and the TV pressure's aimed at your little treasures thank god my mum has gone to Iceland bleed daddy dry watch my mummy cry, and I can't stop wanting no matter how I try Aus Songtexte Mania