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Who lyrics
Who lyrics
"Boris The Spider Lyrics"
Rullett Lyrics
S har den frste snen falt, men det er ikkje derfor det er kaldt Det blir ikkje ndvendig ta p fleire klr Husk at det er bare et spel
Entwistle)
Look, he's crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now he's up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Now he's dropped on to the floor
Heading for the bedroom door
Mayb
Where's he gone now, I can't see
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawl
There he is wrapped in a ball
Doesn't seem to move at all
Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure
Pick this book up off the floor
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
He's come to a sticky end
Don't think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl 'round
He's embedded in the ground
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
S har den frste snen falt, men det er ikkje derfor det er kaldt Det blir ikkje ndvendig ta p fleire klr Husk at det er bare et spel
Entwistle)
Look, he's crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now he's up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Now he's dropped on to the floor
Heading for the bedroom door
Mayb
Trippin' On XTC Lyrics
Hello, little children, come stand over here I'm gonna shake it with the hot groove a-right in my ear Yeah, you're boppin' down Melrose in Dad
e he's as scared as meHello, little children, come stand over here I'm gonna shake it with the hot groove a-right in my ear Yeah, you're boppin' down Melrose in Dad
Where's he gone now, I can't see
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawl
Reggae Christmas Lyrics
Every year I get the same feel Christmas come I wanna pack my backs and flee wanna get away from New York Wanna find another place to b
yEvery year I get the same feel Christmas come I wanna pack my backs and flee wanna get away from New York Wanna find another place to b
There he is wrapped in a ball
Doesn't seem to move at all
Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure
Pick this book up off the floor
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Love Sponge Lyrics
Intro: Got to let this woman know its real Exactly how the rudebwoy feel Oh baby, Oh lady (a big bad rhythm) Yeah Choru
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawlyIntro: Got to let this woman know its real Exactly how the rudebwoy feel Oh baby, Oh lady (a big bad rhythm) Yeah Choru
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
He's come to a sticky end
Don't think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl 'round
He's embedded in the ground
Boris the spider
Boris the spider