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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

The black, widow is sittin' in the middle of the web
It's the fly she
You may be her lover but you never will recover,
She ain't had a bite for

You think your the same, 'cause you got the name
But the widow has a home
Remember what I you, she got eight arms to hold you
And she's never gonna let you

She'll into bed and truck on your head, then she'll
Wrap you as a snack
So if you see a spider, don't you sidle up her
Why'd you the widow's wearin' black?

bee, baby
Pray that you may be left on own, uh huh
Nothin' she'll give you, outlive you, uh, uh, uh
But the queen bee's never be alone. Uh huh

Long before Atlantis has been a praying mantis and
You knows why he's on his
He may religion but he's just a sittin' pigeon if a
Woman starts to tease

He won't even quibble if she has a little on his neck
a way to go
And now you done and torn it! You been with a
Hornet, a blue-blooded wasp, you know

And just as you do it, inject you with a fluid that you
Ain't even got but
You're the on the plate, not even first rate, she's
Gonna you to her seventh son

like the Queen Bee, baby
Pray that you may be left on own
Nothin' she'll you, gonna outlive you, uh, uh, uh
But the queen never gonna be alone. Uh huh. Uh huh

So, in conclusion, it's an optical illusion, if you think
We're the weaker
Men got the muscle, but the got the hustle, and the
Truth is staring in face

The mother stalks, and the queen of the hawks, is the
One who brings the bread
The lion that is regal, and the bald headed eagle, a
Woman just to them fed

But come the evenin', we're like Adam and his Eve,
The garden. Hear the serpent's
so frustratin', when you're really into matin', and there
Ain't a lovin' man

Whoever wrote this
(It's so frustratin', when really
Into matin', and there ain't a man around)
Throw out the
(It's so frustratin', you're really
matin', and there ain't a lovin' man around)
Bring in the men (give me and I'll swing)
Write me a
me an equal, oh, oh, oh
And I'll that man
I I'm give that lovin' man
I said I'm gonna that lovin' man
I'm gonna give him that sting! Zap