Look what's crawling up my wall. Black & Hairy, very small. Now it's up above my head. Hanging by a little thread. (Chorus 2x)
Now it's dropped down to the floor. Headed for the bedroom door. Maybe he's as scared as me. Where's he gone now I can't see.
Chorus 2x: Boris the Spider..... Creepy, Crawly....
There he is wrapped in a ball. Doesn't seem to move at all. Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure. Pick this book up off the floor. (Chorus 2x, Creepy)
He's come to a sticky end. Don't think he will ever mend. Never more will he rome round. He's imbedded in the ground. (Chorus 4x)