Cake on your Lap

Cake on your lap,

Cake on your lap,

It’s bound to be a bit of a mishap.

Why is it there? It’s like you don’t care.

You’re too lazy to reach for the table over there.

And with a little wobble, your mind turns from gobble,

There’ll become a gap when the cake is no longer on your lap.

Cake on your lap,

Cake on your lap,

All it takes is one single tap

For the cake to be off-balance

And you’d do a nervous dance

So stop it from falling into your pants.

And because you had chocolate

You don’t need a doctorate

To work out you’re ging to ruin the romance.

Cake on your lap,

Cake on your lap,

It might feel like you’re under attack.

It could happen while you’re taking a nap.

When your legs start swaying, you’d better start praying

Or you might start a new saying

Of cake on your lap.