Sittin' thinkin' sinkin' drinkin'   Wond'ring what I'll do when I'm through tonight   Smokin' mopin' maybe just hopin'   Some little girl will pass on by   To 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 go to bed   Don't say Hi! like a spider to a fly   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   Sittin' drinkin' superficially thinkin'   About the rins'd out blonde on my left   Then I said Hi! like a spider to a fly   Remeb'ring what my little girl said   She was coming flirty   She looked about thirty   I would have run away, but I was on my own   She told me later she's a machine operator   She said she liked the way I held the microphone   I said My! My! My! like a spider to a fly   Jump right ahead in my web!