Like a Norwegian black widow
Come into my home
Eat that up, gulp that down
Now that we're alone.
I only want the finer things
Is that too much to ask?
And procuring them from you all
Is not a simple task.
Some of decide to tout
Like our little Jennie O
'Mama killed Papa with a cleaver
Please don't tell a soul.'
So I advertise in Lonely Hearts
Suitors running to my door
Win them over bump them off
But I always attract more.
So husbands, boyfriends, children dear
Make sure your pockets are lined
And if they're not well that's a shame
I'll just get you next time.
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