Stumbling around the darkness, I can't see the door

The walls are lined with something and so's the floor

I hear her chilling laughter and see her smile

She tells me to sit and join her, "Please stay a while"

Can't shake the feeling that I'm hanging by a thread

It seems to me she's trapped my soul inside her web

She hands to me a tray of biscuits, tea and bread

I can't put my finger on it, can't put my finger on it

There's something weird about the way she speaks to me

There's something strange about the flavour of her tea

I didn't have the means to keep her from this harmony

She's some kind of spider girl, some kind of spider girl

The party beat is thumping, she starts to dance

Her friends come out together, caught in her trance

Wiping crumbs off the table, they join the feast

Even her cutie-muffin is moving to the beat

Can't shake the feeling that I'm hanging by a thread

It seems to me she's trapped my soul inside her web

She makes a motion for the tub of strawberry spread

I can't put my finger on it, can't put my finger on it

There's something weird about the way she speaks to me

There's something strange about the flavour of her tea

I didn't have the means to keep her from this harmony

She's some kind of spider girl, some kind of spider girl

There's something weird about the way she speaks to me

There's something strange about the flavour of her tea

I didn't have the means to keep her from this harmony

She's some kind of spider girl, some kind of spider girl

There's something weird about the way she speaks to me

There's something strange about the flavour of her tea

She's glaring angrily, turns out the meal wasn't free

She's some kind of spider girl, some kind of spider girl