The Rolling Stones - The spider and the fly

^C7Sittin' thinkin' sinkin' drinkin' Wondering what I'd do when I'm ^Cthrough to^C7night ^FSmoking moping, ^F7maybe just hopin' ^C7Some little girl will ^Cpass on ^C7by I don't ^G7wanna be alone but I ^Flove my girl at ^F7home ^C7I remember what she ^Csaid ^G7

She said, &^Cquot;My, my, my don't tell l^C7ies, keep fidelity in ^Cyour head ^FMy, my, my, ^F7don't tell lies. ^CWhen you're done you ^C7sure hit the ^Cbed. And ^G7don't say ^Fhi, like a ^F7spider to a fly ^CJump right a^C7head and you're ^Cdead&q^G7uot;

^C7Sit up, fed up, low down go round Down to the bar at the ^Cplace I'm ^C7at ^FSitting, drinking, super^F7ficially thinking A^C7bout the rinsed-out ^Cblonde on my ^C7left ^G7Then I said, "hi&quo^Ft; like a sp^F7ider to a fly Re^Cmembering what my ^C7little girl ^Csaid ^G7

She was ^C7hifty, thrifty, she looked about fifty I would have run away but I was ^Con my ^C7own She told me ^Flater she's a ^F7machine ope^Frator She ^C7said she liked the way I held the ^Cmicro^C7phone ^G7And I said my, like the ^Fspider to the ^F7fly ^CJump right a^C7head in my ^Cweb ^G7