Look, he's crawling up my wall
  Black and hairy, very small
  Now he's up above my head
  Hanging by a little thread
    Boris the spider
  Boris the spider
    Now he's dropped on to the floor
  Heading for the bedroom door
  Maybe he's as scared as me
  Where's he gone now, I can't see
    Boris the spider
  Boris the spider
    Creepy, crawly
  Creepy, crawly
  Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
  Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
  Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
  Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
    There he is wrapped in a ball
  Doesn't seem to move at all
  Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure
  Pick this book up off the floor
    Boris the spider
  Boris the spider
    Creepy, crawly
  Creepy, crawly
  Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
  Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
  Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
  Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
    He's come to a sticky end
  Don't think he will ever mend
  Never more will he crawl 'round
  He's embedded in the ground
    Boris the spider
  Boris the spider