Sittin', thinkin' Sinkin', drinkin' Wond'rin' what I'd do when I'm through tonight Smokin', mopin' Maybe just hopin' Some little girl will pass on by Don't wanna be alone But I love my girl at home I remember what she said She said, "My, my, my Don't tell lies Keep fidelity in your head My, my, my Don't tell lies When you're done, you should go to bed Don't even say, 'Hi!' Like a spider to a fly Jump right ahead and you're dead" Sit up, fed up, low down Go 'round Down to the bar at the place I'm at Sittin', drinkin' Superfic'ly thinkin' About the rinsed out blonde on my left Then, I said, "Hi" Like a spider to a fly Rememberin' what my little girl said Alright! She was common, flirty She looked about thirty I would have run away, but I was on my own She told me later She's a machine operator She said she liked the way I held the microphone I said, "My! My!" Like a spider to a fly "Jump right ahead in my web!" Yeah!