I'm sitting in a park

drinking some tins

Smoking half a cigarette

I found in a bin

I see a little boy

He jumps off the swings

He hits a load o' nettles and they're stingin' his shins

He's crying for his mother but she isn't around

He's sittin' on the ground making waa waa sounds

I run over to help him

sit him up on my lap

I make a funny face

he starts to laugh

he says his name is Ivan

I bought him some sweets

I take him by the hand as we walk the streets

I got him a ball o [?] cos he's my favourite boy

I made him promise we'd be friends til the day he dies

Knock knock

Who's there?

It's my little teddy bear!

Spoiling Ivan

Spoiling Ivan

Ding dong

Guess who?

It's my little kangaroo!

Spoiling Ivan

Spoiling Ivan

never known a boy like you before

he's good at darts and hugging

and doing what he's told

I'd love to get him drunk but Ivan's only six years old

I showed him my big muscles

he thinks they're really cool

he says he wants a snake for christmas

so I bought him two

And when his folks are sleeping

I call around to play

We rob his parents heroin

And throw it all away

We put on rollerblades

And skate around all day

with bellies full of stinky buds

and fizzy lemonade

Knock knock

Who's there?

It's my little teddy bear!

Spoiling Ivan

Spoiling Ivan

Ding dong

guess who?

It's my little kangaroo

Spoiling Ivan

Spoiling Ivan

and then one summers day

I called around to play

but all the stuff was gone

and Ivan must have moved away

I couldnt take the pain

I took a midnight train

I opened up a little bistro

in the south of spain

and twenty years went by

My heart began to mend

I learnt to live my life alone

without him as a friend

One day when I was working

a- sweeping up the floor

I heard a voice that brought me back

bout twenty years or more

I dropped the broom and pan

across the room I ran

and it was Ivan who'd grown up to be

a lovely man

I said can you imagine

the fun we're going to have

With nothing else to do but hang around

and have a laugh

he says he's much too busy

to join in with my fun

but maybe I can introduce you to my little son

he looks a good bit like him

and boy they act the same

he throws me up a hug by me

says Nigel is my name

I take him by the hand

and then we walk away

I made him promise we'd be friends until his dying day

Knock knock

Guess who?

It's not Ivan but he'll do!

Spoiling Nigel

Spoiling Nigel

Ding dong

Who's there?

Someone else who really cares

Spoiling Nigel

Spoiling Nigel

Used to know a boy like you before