Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
Well she's a tongue twisting storm, she will come to the show tonight
Praying to the light machine
She wants my honey not my money, she's a funky-thigh collector
Laying on electric dreams
Chorus
Well come on, come on, we've really got a good thing going
Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yours..e..lf
We can't dance, we don't talk much, we just ball and play
But then we move like tigers on vaseline
Well the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar
You're the blessed, we're The Spiders From Mars
Chorus 2
Solo
Lay it on come on...
CHORUS 3 AND 4
Solo
Until fade