Olive's in Ibiza!
Olive's in Ibiza Hip Hip Hip Hooray
Little Legs and Crazy Kate have taken her away
They travelled business class of course (at least just for the gram)
They even bought ( a gifted) lightweight folding pram.
Well Olive was delighted she kicked her little feet
At last, they had got rid of that horrible car seat,
She sat in her new buggy and stretched her little legs
Her little face was smiling and showing her toothy pegs
She spent her mornings on the beach in snazzy kid sunglasses
And after lunch, Kate had booked some Spanish dancing classes
Now Olive is a fair-skinned child and prone to getting burned
But Katie didn't think so and appeared unconcerned.
One night a lady mentioned that Olive was quite red
And maybe Kate should try and put a sunhat on her head?
Well, Katie went ballistic she said 'What do you mean?
'Olive is a bespoke child who does not need sunscreen!
'Her skin is naturally tanned her hair is flaxen gold
I'm going to ring Wayne Lineker and tell him I've been trolled!
So next day Olives lying on her own bespoke sunbed
Her skin is slowly turning 50 shades of red
But Olive is not bothered sizzling in the heat
Cos at least she isn't curled up in that manky old car seat