Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
What if you were a piglet, deny your mommy's how?
I'd always be there for you, the best way I know how
You sit in puddles of water and pools of mud, I'll cry me
But I would tell you to just make yourself more slimy
Splashing round in puddles and grubbing in the pigpen
Waking all the people with your noises, no dig runs then
And watch out for the truck full of sausage and pork pie
Run and hide away if it ever comes on by
Come on up to me and we'll snuggle in the sky
Never will harm come to you, on me you can't realize