Lyrics:

Cups and cakes, cups and cakes
Oh what good things mother makes!
You've gotta take tea, won't you take it with me?
What a gay time it will be
Cups and cakes, cups and cakes
Please make sure that nothing breaks
The china's so dear and the treacle so clear
And I'm glad that you are here
Milk and sugar, bread and jam
'Yes please, sir' and 'Thank you, ma'am'
Here I am
Cups and cakes, cups and cakes
I'm so full my tummy aches
How sad it must end
But I'm glad I'd a friend
Sharing cups and cakes with me
And cakes with me