Queen Bee Rupert Holmes

Great Land o'Goshen, there's a lot of locomotion
In the middle of a big bee hive
You can do the blamin' on the pistil and the stamen
But you know it's just the jungle jive
See who that was, did you get a little buzz
Did the woman really make you hot?
She got the sting, see her shakin' that thing
Though your mind is on another spot
Sweet lips of honey gonna ask you for your money
Got her every little stroke rehearsed
You may be a stud but she's suckin' your blood
And the lady has a heavy thirst

She's a Queen Bee, baby
Pray that you may be left on your own
Nothing she'll give you, gonna outlive you
But the Queen Bee's never gonna be alone

The black, black widow is sittin' in the middle
Of the web, it's 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 you're the same, 'cause you got the same name
But the widow has a mobile home
Remember what I told you: she got eight arms to hold you
And she's never gonna let you roam
She'll tuck you into bed and truck on your head
Then she'll wrap you as a midnight snack
So if you see a spider, don't you sidle up beside her
Why'd you think the widow's wearing black?
(Jack)