[Verse] Eight legs of trouble, tap-tapping away, Creeping through shadows, they’re out to play. Silken threads in the pale moonlight, Spiders are dancing, what a spooky sight! [Prechorus] Clickety-clack, oh, those tiny feet, Skittering sounds on the cobbled street. [Chorus] Arachnid parade, they’re spinning the town, In webbed-up tuxedos, they’re swirling around! With a swing and a shimmy, they’re light on their toes, The creepiest crawlers you’ll ever know! [Verse 2] Fangs are gleaming, but don’t be alarmed, They’ve got rhythm, they’ve got charm. Doin' the Charleston on a widow’s thread, A jitterbug groove for the walking dead. [Bridge] Tip-tap, pitter-pat, hear the tempo grow, A spider conga line’s the star of the show! Trumpets blaring, webs are swaying, Halloween’s here, and the spiders are playing! [Chorus] Arachnid parade, they’re spinning the town, In webbed-up tuxedos, they’re swirling around! With a swing and a shimmy, they’re light on their toes, The creepiest crawlers you’ll ever know!
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