(Sound of a beer can opening) ¡Órale! Araña Macho in the house. ¡Dímelo! [Verse 1] Faded Spidey shirt, stretching on my gut Got a little panza, but I’m never in a rut My knees go *crack*, but my spider-sense is tingling Drinking cheap Corona while the tequila's jingling! [Chorus] I am not cucaracha, I am Araña Macho! I like beber tequila, and then I scream ¡ARRIBA! Soy un superhéroe, soy un caballero! I don't wear a sombrero, I want Porsche Carrera! (I want Porsche Carrera!) Soy un superhéroe, soy un caballero! I don't wear a sombrero, I want Porsche Carrera! [Post-Chorus] (Heavy bass drop, chant style) ¡Arriba, arriba! ¡Araña Macho! ¡Arriba, arriba! ¡Araña Macho! ¡Porsche! ¡Porsche! ¡Carrera! [Verse 2] Tío Ben said "power", but my lower back is dead Can’t shoot any webs, got a beer belly instead But I got the spider-sense when the bottle opens wide Friendly neighborhood skuf, with the tequila inside! [Chorus] I am not cucaracha, I am Araña Macho! I like beber tequila, and then I scream ¡ARRIBA! Soy un superhéroe, soy un caballero! I don't wear a sombrero, I want Porsche Carrera! (I want Porsche Carrera!) Soy un superhéroe, soy un caballero! I don't wear a sombrero, I want Porsche Carrera! [Outro] Yeah. Araña Macho. Wait... my back. ¡Ay, mi espalda! Someone help me up. ¡Arriva! (Fade out with a laugh)
