A spider has taken up residence in the rear-view mirror of her car Something is scheduled to fall on her tent Her boyfriend is thoughtful, she's a pa**able cook But sometimes she eats alone And one time, she was hit by lightning While sitting on the roof of her home She's been glowing in the bedroom Her boyfriend can't sleep for the buzz. She's grown accustomed to striking once Random is as random does She plays electric guitar, she's practical and pa**ionate She compares herself to a tinder box And once, while flying high as a kite She struck her match on a lightning rod Tell me Some thing I don't know