Spiderman ’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

[Chorus]
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

[Chorus]
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. (x3)

{Guitar Solo}

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