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 



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