She's got spiders inside her head
She's in danger, she's easily led
She's on a mission from morning till night
She takes pictures with infra-red light
Secret agent Miss Z-P-19
I still love you, Miss Z-P-19
But every morning when she jumps out of bed
She shakes the spiders playing inside her head
Oh, my baby, what shall we do
Baby's in a black web, I'm feeling blue
Johnny's in the corner shop waiting for you
He's got lots of
Lookout Johnny
She's got spiders inside her head
She can't control her baby spiders
She wants them dead
She's got radar remote control
She's got TV in every hole
She's got camera behind her eyes
She's warm and dangerous in every disguise
Oh, my baby, what shall we do
Baby's in a black web, I'm feeling blue
Johnny's in the corner shop waiting for you
He's got lots of
Lookout Johnny
She's got spiders all around her door
She can't control her baby spiders
Anymore
She's up and humming at the disco station
When all she really wants is regulations
You're up and humming at the disco station
Up and spinning like a yo, yo
And every morning when she catches her train
She taps the telephones in passenger brains

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