I saw him winging around
He was a big buzzing fly
He took me to his home
It was a spider web
I said, no not this time
I looked around the corner
Saw a car light '
It was a ten gallon hat
And I could do without that
Mama, my mind's jumping
Cops are pumping
Buster, where you work
I said I work inside my cabinet
Filled with hundred dollars bills
Going to the graveyard
Going to dig up a dead man
Say buster, where's your wife
Say I kissed a girl last Sunday
Fly was written by Sterling Richard Smith.