Besedila: Pop Will Eat Itself. Mother.

I gave you grief, you gave me milk
Your mother's breast my bed of silk
An itch appears, the time is here
Mamma Mia, Mamma Mia, Mamma Mia, let me go

You take the plunge and she knows
You know, she knows the game
She knows what you're thinking
You're still her child and she knows
She knows you know, she knows what's best

You love and you learn and you cry
When you're burned and you love and you learn
And you laugh 'til it hurts and you love and you learn
And you wait 'til your turn and you twist or you stick or you burn

"I give you trust you give me lies," she said
"At night I lie awake I try", she said
"To understand you" "I never planned to disappoint you or annoy you
To desert you or destroy you, I wanna be there for you"

You take the plunge and she knows, you know
She knows the game, she knows what you're thinking
You're still her child and she knows
She knows you know, she knows what's best

You love and you learn and you cry when you're burned
And you love and you learn and you laugh 'til it hurts
And you love and you learn and you wait 'til your turn
And you twist or you stick or you burn

She needed a chill out
But no one would cool out our mamma
A gun in her hand
And the blood it spilled out in the sand, Mother

You love and you learn and you cry when you're burned
And you love and you learn and you laugh 'til it hurts
And you love and you learn and you wait 'til your turn
And you twist or you stick or you burn