Tarantula
When it started downtown I was showing off my boots at The Box
An uptown girl with a drop dead smile and killer locks
Saw her see me seein' her
She saw me see her seein' me
I opened my mouth and some words came out which just ain’t my tendency
And we feel like it’s after school in the afternoon in the afterlife
And I know that it’s nothing new that there’s only you until heaven or hell
Cut to the chase my brother
There’s been weather and weather and weather and weather
And there’s wolves on the wind
But we’ll be just fine
So don’t be sorry
We’ve got each other at night with our big city lights and the Christmas ghost of Atari
Yeah, the Christmas ghost of Atari
And we feel like it’s after school in the afternoon in the afterlife
And we’ll steal what we want from you and take it with spoon to heaven or hell
Ta-ran-tu-la, ta-ran-tu-la, ta-ran-tu-la-la, tu-ran-ta-ta-ran-tu-la
