Sittin´ thinkin´ sinkin´ drinkin´ Wondering what I´d do when I´m through tonight Smoking moping, maybe just hopin´
Some little girl will pass on by Don´t 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´re done you 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 Sitting drinking, supereficially thinking About the rinsed-out blonde on my left Then I said, "hi" like a spider to a fly Remebering 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 And I said my, my, my like the spider to the fly Jump right ahead in my web