Hey you filthy spider
I told my daddy on you
Screamed it in his face
You'll be sorry when he's through
We were sitting on the front lawn
And you just had to come
My daddy gets ideas
And now you better run
I heard a tarantula scream
I run to him in fear
And he takes me in his arms
He's got a can of gasoline
And runs into the yard
He's got a book of matches too
And found out where you are
Now you're speedin down the driveway like a racing car on fire
I heard a tarantula scream