Look, he's crawling up my wall    Black and hairy, very small    Now he's up above my head    Hanging by a little thread       Boris the spider    Boris the spider       Now he's dropped on to the floor    Heading for the bedroom door    Maybe he's as scared as me    Where's he gone now, I can't see       Boris the spider    Boris the spider       Creepy, crawly    Creepy, crawly    Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly    Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly    Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly    Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly       There he is wrapped in a ball    Doesn't seem to move at all    Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure    Pick this book up off the floor       Boris the spider    Boris the spider       Creepy, crawly    Creepy, crawly    Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly    Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly    Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly    Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly       He's come to a sticky end    Don't think he will ever mend    Never more will he crawl 'round    He's embedded in the ground       Boris the spider    Boris the spider