Full metal woman in a thrift store jacket
Runnin' Tulsa to San Antone
Making bad decisions
Don't need no permission
If she wants to get a little stoned
It's crystal clear
That you should be running scared
Oh, but you're standing there
Pretending not to care
She'll seduce the nation
Set their hearts on fire
Push your limitations
Make you walk the mile
If you're prone to temptation
You better not stare
She'll spin you up and spit you out
She'll leave you running scared
She's a black, black widow
She'll leave you running scared
She's a black, ol' black widow
She'll leave you wishing you were superstitious
'Bout that Mother Mary look in her eyes
Should have known better by that little red letter
On her back like a varsity sign
It's crystal clear that you should be running scared
Oh, but you're standing there
Pretending not to care
She'll seduce the nation
Set their hearts on fire
Push your limitations
Make you walk the mile
If you're prone to temptation
You better not stare
She'll spin you up and spit you out
She'll leave you running scared
She's a black, black widow
She'll leave you running scared
She's a black, ol' black widow
Now you know
What you get
When you pull on that thread
Now you know
What you get
You've been caught in the web
She's a black, black widow
She'll leave you running scared
She's a black, ol' black widow
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