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