Ma’s Hump
 
Today’s the dag that ma’s hump’s to pump
To hump a dag that ma’s to hump
Rumpitydum,……Rumpetydum
Somebody holed the thumb into the strawberry cherry cake
 
She swarm ‘n strumb into a hole
Never set his role, never did role
She swarm ‘n strumb into a hole
Flunk into the bowl of sherrygum
 
Never meant to hurt the dog’s bone
Didn’t phone it,….didn’t use the phone
Increase the hole to hit the bone !!
Start to moan ??
 
Well what a relief
Hump ‘n pump,…hump ’n pump
Yeah what a relief
Must hump ’n pump when ma goes to hump
 
Bippity-bop-a-do what do you wanna do
When the smoke rolled down the canyon of her rump
It triggered the cake to fly into her hump
Hum ‘n pump, must hump ‘n pump !!
 
The boys in green shoes walked into the shadows
Touching all the screams of the deep blue diamond
Some rolled through the clouds with silver linings
Others watched waiting when the waiting was for none in par-ti-cular
 
Then came the day when the others ran through the fields of freedom
Weaving into the banana realms way yonder
Asunder from dreams of pumpkin flowers springing
Singing fantasies of space coloured modules.
………..onward with the blow !!!!!
 
She went on with her hump and dirt awoke al along her stump
She wavered her womb and stilled her tomb
The shadows were her favourite tool
Then she went to hummup !!!!
 
She went to hummup !!!,…..Yoo pumpen
Ma went to hump,….she went tot hump
Ma went to hump
 
When the humpity blues hits the bottom of her shoes
With all the speed of the slippery electric eel
Feel the meal rhythm, painting aromas in coloured pieces
Rotating in synth to the werry month of pink daffodils
 
Yeah,…Ma went to hump
 
She went hump

ma's hump

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Ik sta altijd overal alleen voor, alles komt op mij neer.
Ik krijg er een zware zak van en toch doe ik het weer
Overal sta ik alleen voor en ze weten me steeds te vinden
Ze weten me steeds te vinden, elke keer weerrrrrrr.
  
Ik heb’ur mun handuh vol oan, ik kom nergens meer an toe
Ge meugt me altij’ belluh, al ben ik nog zo godvers moe.
Ut wordt buiguh of barstuh mannuh, buiguh of barstuh
Iedereen is aardig maar zelf ben ik zo moeoeoeh
  
Ik ben altijd in de buurt om de boel op te lossen
Altijd ben ik in de buurt, sukkel da’k doar ben
Anderuh zuigen me leeg mer zelf bloas ik liever;
Booooowaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh !!!!!!!
 
Ik heb’ur onder te lij’uh mar kannur nie van bestoan
Essur gesodemieter ies stoij ik altij’ veuroan
Munnuh kop stoij op knalluh, vuistuh es balluh
‘Kep altijd hullup mar da nim ik nie oan.

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