I started in a dark black cave
It wasn’t near park ave
A couple of men digged me
Whilst they drank a cup of tea
I was chucked in a van not in a pan
I was growing in a factory
Bigger and bigger the first thing I know I saw a digger
I was chucked in a box
Into the shops
A girl named Fatima picked me up
At least she wasn’t going to cut me up
She wrapped me up in a nice colour
And gave me to you as a present
