Spider Lyrics

Outside my window

A spider ricochets in the wind

And as she swings, she spins

And as she spins she sings

The strings she spins are strings of a harp

Playing a cueca

A tarantella in F sharp

You are once more a family man in the family home

Back in bed with her

Like honey in honeycomb

Just to appease the children

Is that right

But would it be so hard

For her to seduce you in the night

While outside my window

A spider ricochets in the wind

And as she swings, she spins

And as she spins she sings

The strings she spins are strings of a harp

Playing a cueca

A tarantella in F sharp

She could lay a soft warm arm about the hulk of your shoulder

Climb your mountain range

As you slumber

Would you realise it's her skin

On your skin

As you dream of me

Entwirled amid your limbs

You and her

Ricochet in the wind

And as you swing, she spins

And as she spins she sings

The strings she spins are the strings of a harp

Playing a cueca

A tarantella in F sharp