Boris the Spider - Sparks

Look, he’s crawling up my wall\nBlack and hairy, very small\nNow he’s up above my head\nHanging by a little thread\nBoris the spider\nBoris the spider\nNow he’s dropped on to the floor (Creepy, crawly)\nHeading for the bedroom door (Creepy, crawly)\nMaybe he’s as scared as me (Creepy, crawly)\nWhere’s he gone now? I can’t see (Creepy, crawly)\nBoris the spider\nBoris the spider\nCreepy, crawly, creepy, crawly\nCreepy creepy, crawly crawly\nCreepy creepy, crawly crawly\nCreepy creepy, crawly crawly\nCreepy creepy, crawly crawly\nThere he is, wrapped in a ball\nDoesn’t seem to move at all\nPerhaps he’s dead, I’ll just make sure\nPick this book up off the floor\nBoris the spider\nBoris the spider\nCreepy, crawly, creepy, crawly\nCreepy creepy, crawly crawly\nCreepy creepy, crawly crawly\nCreepy creepy, crawly crawly\nCreepy creepy, crawly crawly\nBoris the spider\nHe’s come to a sticky end (Creepy, crawly)\nDon’t think he will ever mend (Creepy, crawly)\nNever more will he crawl 'round (Creepy, crawly)\nHe’s embedded in the ground (Creepy, crawly)\nBoris the spider\nBoris the spider\nBoris the spider