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,
Whoa, ho-oh
Spiderman, Spiderman, Spiderman
I can't take more of that X4
Whoa, ho-oh, Whoa, ho-oh Whoa, ho-oh Ho-oh X3
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, Oh man, 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