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Veruca Salt Miscellaneous Spiderman You're so nice, you tie me in a web And cradle me till dawn. You're so deadly that I can see your breath Beneath me when you're gone. You're so windy, I'd like to pin you down And tack you to the wall, Spiderman, Spiderman. Spider Sunday, you blaze up from the south With oil on your hands. I'm streaked in grease and grime and idle mouths. You've spoiled all my plans, Spiderman, Spiderman, Spiderman. I can't take more of that. I can't take more of that. I can't take more of that. I can't take more of that. Whoa, ho-oh, Whoa, ho-oh. Whoa, ho-oh. Ho-oh. Whoa, ho-oh, Whoa, ho-oh. Whoa, ho-oh. Ho-oh. Whoa, ho-oh, Whoa, ho-oh. Whoa, ho-oh. Ho-oh. Tiny truckstop, you lay me in a towel And savor me like a lamb. You smell of corduroy and lemon drops And reds pulled from a can. I dream in black and white, I've long forgot exactly, who I am, am, A Spiderman, Spiderman, Spiderman, Spiderman. Whoa, ho-oh, Whoa, ho-oh. Whoa, ho-ho. Ho-oh. Spiderman. Whoa, ho-oh, Whoa, ho-oh. Whoa, ho-oh. Ho-oh. Spiderman. Whoa, ho-oh, Whoa, ho-oh. Whoa, ho-oh. Ho-oh. Spiderman. |
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