Topless Mother Songtext

Nadine Shah

von Filthy Underneath

Topless Mother Songtext
I want to see
What's yours is mine
What you don't hang out on your washing line
I want to be
Inside your mind
Your topless mother is hidden in mine
I want to get
Inside your house
I wanna have a proper nose about
When you were born
You broke the mould
Another lie to you your mother told

Sinatra, Viagra, iguana
Sharia, Diana, samosa
Varuca, Tequila, banana
Alaska, Medusa, gorilla

I told you all
That I have heard
And do you promise not to breathe a word
Look at you now
Edge of your seat
I pay you money just to humour me
You take a bow
Each time you leave
The satisfaction that it bothers me
I'll show you how
If I may please
To sеrve you up some mutual therapy
Sinatra, Viagra, iguana
Sharia, Diana, samosa
Varuca, Tеquila, banana
Alaska, Medusa, gorilla

(Wash that, wash that boy)
(Wash that, wash that boy) and bring him to me!
(Wash that, wash that boy)
(Wash that, wash that boy) and bring him to me!
(Wash that, wash that boy)
(Wash that, wash that boy) and bring him to me!
(Wash that, wash that boy)
(Wash that, wash that boy) and bring him to me!

Sinatra, Viagra, iguana
Sharia, Diana, samosa
Varuca, Tequila, banana
Alaska, Medusa, gorilla