Spiderman '79

You're so nice, you tie me in a web And cradle me 'till dawn You're so deadly that I can see your breath Beneath me when you're gone You're so windy, I'd like to pin you down And tack you to the wall Spiderman Spiderman Spider Sunday, you blaze up from the south With oil on your hands I'm streaked in grease and grime and idle mouths You've spoiled all my plans (Wow, woah) Spiderman Spiderman Spiderman I can't take more of that I can't take more of that I can't take more of that I can't take more of that Woah, woah, woah, oh Woah, woah, woah, oh Woah, woah, woah, oh Tiny truck stop, you lay me in a towel And savor me like a lamb You smell of corduroy and lemon drops And reds pulled from a can I dream in black and white I've long forgot exactly who I am (a man) A spiderman Spiderman Spiderman (oh man) Spiderman Woah, woah, woah, oh (spiderman) Woah, woah, woah, oh (spiderman) Woah, woah, woah, oh