1.
Got a flying rickshaw.
Take me through the maze
with a monsoon season
blowing in my face,
shifting all the gears,
climbing up her hills,
where a million doors say just one thing: (repeat 3 times)
Mama's back, mama's back! (billee)
Chili pickle got no conscience.
Yeah!
Mama's back, mama's back!..
Chorus:
If you have something to act upon,
Don't resist or deny!
Show us your lo-lo-love,
And we'll multiply! (repeat 2 times)
Here she comes...
2.
Got a sari girl dancing in the rain
with a crown of Vishnu in Shiva's reign,
shifting all my gears,
climbing up her hills,
where the right door leads to a million things!
Mama's back, mama's back! (billee)
Chili pickle got no conscience.
Yeah!
Mama's back, mama's back!..
Chorus:
Let's multiply!
3.
Your skin is driving me insane.
Feels like I'm on the plane.
Your voice must be angel soprano,
higher than all nirvanas.
Mama's back, mama's back! (billee... billee)
Mama's back, mama's back! (aja, aja, aja, aja!..)
Mama's back, mama's back! But chili pickle got no conscience...
Chorus:
We'll multiply!
Let's multiply!