To the tune of “You Are My Sunshine.”
Here come the boobies, the milky boobies.
They’ll make you happy, and oh so glad.
They’ll fill you belly, and make you merry.
Drink your milk. You’ll grow big and strong.
To the tune of “Oops I Did It Again.”
Oops I did it again.
I sprayed in your face.
The letdown’s too strong.
Ooh baby baby.
You try to keep pace.
This should not be a race.
My boobs aren’t hesitant.
To the tune of “Return of the Mack.”
I can see it’s getting late.
It’s been a while since you last ate.
Milk’s comin’ out the gate.
It’s time to feed you mate.
You cry to me.
I can’t prep myself fast enough.
You cry to me.
Where’s my milk? Where’s my mi-i-i-ilk?
I can’t unclasp this bra! Oh my God!
This is taking far too long. Wa-wa-wa!
Now you’re too stressed to latch.
You cry to me.
I need to calm you down so you can nurse.
You cry to me.
Where’s my milk? Where’s my mi-i-i-ilk?
Turn on the milk. Come on boobs!
Turn on the milk. Come on out!
Turn on the milk.
It’s time to feed the babe.
To the tune of “Bad Romance.”
Wah wah ah ah a-ah
Oo ah ah ah a-ah
Gaga ooh la la-ah
Boobs have me so entranced.
I want your lovin’ your lovin’ embrace.
I want your boobies your milk in my face.
I want those jugs. Jugs jugs jugs. I want those jugs.
I’m gettin’ hungry. It’s making me stressed.
I want it now. Give me your breast.
I want those jugs. Jugs jugs jugs. I want those jugs.
Come on and feed me! Lactation right now.
Your boobs have got me so entranced.
My belly’s empty. It’s making me sad.
Your boobs have got me so entranced.
Wah, boobs have me so entranced.
Wah, boobs have me so entranced.
Wah wah ah ah a-ah
Ooh ah ah ah a-ah
Gaga ooh la la-ah
Boobs have me so entranced.
Ha. I’m sending this link to my doula friend. She will be amused.
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Thanks. I frequently make up lyrics since I can’t remember the original ones.
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