THE BLACK BLACK WIDOW IS SITTING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WEB ITS THE FLY SHE SEEKS. YOU MAY BE HER LOVER, BUT YOU NEVER WILL RECOVER, CAUSE SHE AIN'T HAD A BITE FOR WEEKS. YOU THINK YOUR THE SAME, CAUSE YOU GOT THE SAME NAME, BUT THE WIDOW HAS A MOBILE HOME. REMEMBER WHAT I TOLD YA, SHE'S GOT EIGHT ARMS TO HOLD YA, AND SHE'S NEVER GONNA LET YOU ROAM. SHE'LL TUCK YOU INTO BED, TRAMP ON YOUR HEAD, THEN SHE'LL WRAP YOU AS A MIDNIGHT SNACK. NOW IF YOU SEE A SPIDER, DON'T YOU SADDLE UP BEHIND HER...WHY YOU THINK THAT WIDOWS WEARING BLACK. SO YOU SEE IT'S AN OPTICAL ILLUSION, IF YOU THINK THAT WE'RE THE WEAKER RACE...THE MEN HAVE THE MUSCLE, BUT THE LADIES HAVE THE BUSSEL, THE TRUTH IS STARING IN YOUR FACE! JUST AS YOU DO IT, SHE'LL INJECT YOU WITH THE FLUID & YOUR MEAT ON THE PLATE, NOT EVEN FIRST RATE... SHE'S GONNA FEED YOU TO HER SEVENTH SON!!! SNAP...
THE BLACK BLACK WIDOW IS SITTING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WEB ITS THE FLY SHE SEEKS. YOU MAY BE HER LOVER, BUT YOU NEVER WILL RECOVER, CAUSE SHE AIN'T HAD A BITE FOR WEEKS. YOU THINK YOUR THE SAME, CAUSE YOU GOT THE SAME NAME, BUT THE WIDOW HAS A MOBILE HOME. REMEMBER WHAT I TOLD YA, SHE'S GOT EIGHT ARMS TO HOLD YA, AND SHE'S NEVER GONNA LET YOU ROAM. SHE'LL TUCK YOU INTO BED, TRAMP ON YOUR HEAD, THEN SHE'LL WRAP YOU AS A MIDNIGHT SNACK. NOW IF YOU SEE A SPIDER, DON'T YOU SADDLE UP BEHIND HER...WHY YOU THINK THAT WIDOWS WEARING BLACK. SO YOU SEE IT'S AN OPTICAL ILLUSION, IF YOU THINK THAT WE'RE THE WEAKER RACE...THE MEN HAVE THE MUSCLE, BUT THE LADIES HAVE THE BUSSEL, THE TRUTH IS STARING IN YOUR FACE! JUST AS YOU DO IT, SHE'LL INJECT YOU WITH THE FLUID & YOUR MEAT ON THE PLATE, NOT EVEN FIRST RATE... SHE'S GONNA FEED YOU TO HER SEVENTH SON!!! SNAP...
Sing it Streisand. Of course Barbra never looked like you. You're more of the Queen Bee.
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