Spider Man 79'

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

I can't take more of that

I can't take more of that

I can't take more of that

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

Spiderman

Spiderman

Spiderman