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The spider spins its web
She spins for daddy long legs
She hangs above my bed
Eight-legged acrobatic
Mosquito feels her net
Caught up within its splendour
It hangs above my bed
As I lie back and wonder
Hey daddy long legs your web's like mine
Hey daddy long legs your web's like mine
There is no accident
The spider has its reason
It holds the sacrament
Just like the change of season
As in the spider web
Each strand is magnum opus
Designed to stand the test
It really has its purpose
Hey daddy long legs your web's like mine
So many pieces to one conclusion
I'll leave it alone if you leave mine
So many pieces to one conclusion
Well I'm caught in a web
And the web's not mine
And I'm gonna be dead
That's another time
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