Ah, here he comes, he comes, here he comes a-courtingnTo put all the Don Juans to shamenThere'll be cadre dance for all the beautiful and homelynNo one will slip awaynFrom a spidernnOh, dark is his web and thousand of creaturesnIn it they shine just like the starsnBut more, more, more for even thousand of creaturesnWon't have enough orifices for all the armsnOf a spidernn(Lalalai la lai la la . . .)nnSo here he comes, he comes, here he comes a-courtingnAnd there they shine just like the starsnBut more, more, more for even thousand of creaturesnWon't have enough orifices for all the armsnOf a spider