My first child was two
Talkin' 'bout two babies at once
And those nine months
They did nothing to prepare me
For when I was cut open
And they were taken out
Then they turned to me
Said, "Mama, I'm hungry
I need something to eat
Give us something to eat right now," so

How does the milk make it to your mouth?
How does the milk make it to your mouth?
What I do tonight, it makes our tomorrow
That's how the milk makes it to your mouth

The night nurse said (Now, listen to me)
You better start pumpin' (You better start pumpin')
I said, "Pump what?" (Pump what?)
She said, "You know what" (You know what, you know what, you know what)
I'll bring you the pump (Bring you the pump)
I'll bring you the pump (Said I'll bring you the pump)
You better start pumpin' (Start pumpin')
I'll bring you the pump (Use that pump now)
Use the pump (Use the pump)
Use the pump (Better use that pump)
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da

How does the milk make it to your mouth? (You know what, you know what)
How does the milk make it to your mouth? (Pump it, pump, pump it, pump-pump it up, pump)
What I do tonight, it makes our tomorrow
That's how the milk makes it to your mouth (Pump it, pump-pump it, pump-pump it, pump-pump it up, pump)

Pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump, pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump, pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump
Pump, pump

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): Edwin De Goeji, Maximilian Turnbull, Meg Remy