Rolling Stones – The Spider And The Fly
Sittin’, thinkin’, sinkin’, drinkin’
Wondering what I’d do when I’m through tonight
Smoking, moping maybe just hopin’
Some little girl will pass on by
I don’t wanna be alone but I love my girl at home
I remember what she said
She said My, my, my don’t tell lies!
Keep fidelity in your head!
My, my, my, Don’t tell lies
When you’ve done your show hit the bed
Don’t say Hi, like a spider to a fly
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Jump right ahead and you’re dead!
Sit up, fed up, low down, go round
Down to the bar at the place I’m at
Sitting, drinking, superficially thinking
about the rinsed out blond on my left
and then I said Hi, like a spider to a fly
Remembering what my little girl said
She was common, flirty,
She looked about fifty
I would have run away but I was on my own
She told me later, she was a machine operator
she said she liked the way I held the microphone
she said, My, my, my, like a spider to a fly
Jump right ahead in my web!
(guitar solo and end)