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