(Lloyd)
She's got legs and she's learned just how to use them
So she makes demands
Yeah sees that you cannot refuse them
Then she asks for the moon
Hey I watch you try to pull it down from the sky
Then she changes her mind so suddenly it often leaves you wondering why
She's a mean lady
She's got a wicked streak
She whispers down and children hear her speak
As she invites you up into her world
Lust to watch you go down
Like a spider to a fly
You hear the spider talk
You hear the spider talk
So you ante up and she watches you lay your money down
But the dealers disappear down the alley ways
You know boys that he can't be found
Well she asks you your name. "Won't you tell me
Honey, would you like to came inside. "
And all the while you think she 's telling the truth
Until you look it up and you find that she's lied
She's a mean lady
She's got a wicked streak
She whispers down and children hear her speak
As she invites you up into her world
Just to watch you go down
Like a spider to a fly
You hear the spider talk
You hear the spider talk
Talk to me babe
So you wander home
You hold your head
Man you ain't suppose to cry
Until you turn around to give her a look and find she's doing it to another guy