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