(Lloyd)

She's got legs and she's learned just how to use them
So she makes demands
Yeah sees that you cannot refuse them
Then she asks for the moon
Hey I watch you try to pull it down from the sky
Then she changes her mind so suddenly it often leaves you wondering why

She's a mean lady
She's got a wicked streak
She whispers down and children hear her speak
as she invites you up into her world
lust to watch you go down
Like a spider to a fly
You hear the spider talk
You hear the spider talk

So you ante up and she watches you lay your money down
But the dealers disappear down the alley ways
You know boys that he can't be found
Well she asks you your name "Won't you tell me,
honey, would you like to came inside"
And all the while you think she 's telling the truth
until you look it up and you find that she's lied

She's a mean lady
She's got a wicked streak
She whispers down and children hear her speak
as she invites you up into her world
Just to watch you go down
Like a spider to a fly
You hear the spider talk
You hear the spider talk

Talk to me babe

So you wander home
You hold your head
Man you ain't suppose to cry
Until you turn around to give her a look and find she's doing it to another guy