Doris the Spider

Album cover art for "Doris the Spider" by Pink Lincolns

Pink Lincolns - Rock, Punk Rock

Doris the Spider

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Here she comes with beer in hand Seen the fly, and she will land She can hardly even walk But she'll wrap you in a web of talk She says things that don't make sense Soon your muscles start to tense Her voice will get inside your head Trap you like a spider's web Spider girl talks to me It's a tragic comedy Doris the Spider Alcohol inside her Try to listen to the Who But the only thing I hear is you Now you're passed out on the floor And I can't hear you anymore She says things that don't make sense Soon your muscles start to tense Voice will get inside your head Trap you like a spider's web Spider girl talks to me It's a tragic comedy Doris the Spider Alcohol inside her I bet she talks even when she sleeps Girls like her give me the creeps I wonder where she lays her eggs I'm glad she only has two legs She says things that don't make sense Soon your muscles start to tense Voice will get inside your head Trap you like a spider's web Spider girl, she talks to me It's a tragic comedy Doris the Spider Alcohol inside her You make noises like a bug You'll get squashed into the rug Doris the Spider Alcohol inside her

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Credits

Writers
  • Dorsey Martin