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 [x2]  Spider Sunday,  you blaze up from the South  with oil on your hands.  I'm streaked in grease and grime,  and idle mouths,  you spoiled all my plans.  Spiderman [x2]  I can't take more of that. [x4]  Tiny truck stop,  you lay me in a towel,  and savour 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.  A spiderman.  Spiderman. Oh, man.  Spiderman [x3]