Lizzie had a lion with a big bad roar Came into the bedroom by the wardrobe cupboard door Lizzie's lion wasn't friendly, Lizzie's lion wasn't tame Not unless you learned to call him by his secret lion name And then one night a rotten robber with a rotten robber mask He came into the bedroom and he didn't even ask (Oh no!) And with him he brought toffee that were icky icky sweet to make friends with the lion if the lion he should meet First he sprinkled toffees foward then he sprinkled toffees back Then he picked up Lizzie's piggie bank and he dropped it in his sack But just as the rotten robber was preparing to depart Good old Lizzie's lion woke up with a snuffle and start And he muttered toffees piffle and he mattered tofees poo And he gave the rotten robber and experimental chew The robber shewed the lion using every name he knew But the each time he shewed the lion merely took another chew It was 'f** off slow, go gently shew you good old boy' But the lion went on munching with a look of simple joy It was 'move moppet go coco this is a disgrace' But the lion went on munching with a smile upon his face And then young Lizzie heard the rumble and young Lizzie heard the fight Young Lizzie put on her slippers and turned on the bedroom light There was a robber on the toy shelf There was a robber on the rug There was a robber in the lion who was looking rather smug But young Lizzie wasn't angry, young lizzie wasn't rough she simply said his secret name 'Lion, that's enough!' And young Lizzie and her lion took the toes tum an head And they put them in the dustbin And they both went back to bed