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