Black Widow Baby


I see the red hour glass on your belly

Reminding me that our time’s runnin’ out

Each time I look, I get deeper in your web

Gettin’ tangled in your well-spun doubt, well-spun doubt, well-spun doubt

 

2, 3, 4…….

 

(Chorus)

Whoa Black Widow Baby, I don’t think you love me too much

You spin your lies ‘round me baby, devour your mate with your hairy touch

Devour your mate with your hairy touch

Whoa Black Widow Baby, I don’t think you love me too much

You spin your lies ‘round me baby, devour your mate with your hairy touch

Devour you mate with your hairy touch

Whoa Black Widow Baby

 

(Verse)

Now, I aint no chicken and I aint no house fly

There aint many ropes that can hold me for long

But as your velvet threads get tighter ‘round my neck

My choakin’ throat it squeaks out, “Nothing’s wrong.”

“Nothing’s wrong. Nothing’s wrong.” (coughs)

2, 3, 4……..

 

(Chorus)

Whoa Black Widow Baby, I can’t figure out your head

If you don’t like the way my blood tastes baby,

Why do you leave me hangin’ without cuttin’ the thread?

Why do you leave me hangin’ without cuttin’ the thread?

Whoa Black Widow Baby, you’re a master of suspense, still

Those other guys you ate sure make me nervous

Like with them, you’re just waitin’ to move in for the kill

Whoa Black Widow Baby, I don’t think you love me too much

You spin your lies ‘round me baby, devour your mate with your hairy touch

Devour your mate with your hairy touch

Devour your mate with your gentle touch

Whoa Black Widow Baby!

Whoa Black Widow Baby!

Whoa Black Widow Baby!

 

Copyright 1988 George Brian Ferrell