Hes the footsteps in the night
Shadows gone before the light
Never get to see the face
Of spider man
Catcing flies just aint his style
If youre crooked stop think awhile
Once bitten - never the same
He makes a black widow look tame
Spider man
He spins a golden web
With a golden thread
That never, never lets him down, down, down
And when the spidercatcher comes to town
He aint around
Solo
If youre walking in the park
And hear a shuffling in the dark
Dont stop to give it a glance
You know theres a pretty good chance
Its spider man, spider man
Once bitten never the same
He makes a black widow look tame
Spider man
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