[Guitar Intro, four-count rhythmic stomp, heavy electric blues fuzz] There she is My honey bee Buzzin' round My sweet peach tree Uh Oh, Ohio Baby black widow Climbing up my wall Baby black widow Knockin at my door There she is My honey bee [Extended hypnotic guitar groove, sparse drums] Uh Oh, Ontario Baby black widow You ain't my honey bee Baby black widow Always messin with me Buzzin' round My sweet peach tree Watch out. There she is. My honey bee, Buzzin' round My new peach tree Check it out. [Mid-song heavy slide guitar solo, raw amp feedback] Bram-town? Just say No! [Subtle DJ turntable scratch accent] Baby black widow Crawlin up my water spout Baby black widow You made me TWITCH and shout. Baby black widow Where's your mama at Baby black widow What you think about that [Loose rhythm breakdown, trading bars] There she is My honey bee Better not Come sniffin' round me Just wait and see. [Tempo slows down, heavy unquantized stomp] You're my sweet pot-ate-ah And I'll come and see you late-ah You're my sweet pot-ate-ah And I'll come and see you late-ah [Music cuts completely] [Spoken raw voices, two guys talking over each other in dead silence] "You're my sweet pot-ate-ah..." "Yeah, and I'll come and see you late-ah..." [Full band kicks back in instantly] [Loud shambolic cymbalic crash ending, abrupt dead-stop]
