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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

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

You think your the same, 'cause you got the same
But the widow has a mobile
what I told you, she got eight arms to hold you
And she's never let you roam

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

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

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

He even quibble if she has a little nibble on his neck
a way to go
And now you done and it! You been messin' with a
Hornet, she's a blue-blooded wasp, you

And just as you do it, inject you with a fluid that you
Ain't got but none
the meat on the plate, not even first rate, she's
Gonna you to her seventh son

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

So, in conclusion, it's an optical illusion, if you that
the weaker race
Men got the muscle, but the got the hustle, and the
Truth is in your face

The mother bear stalks, and the of the hawks, is the
One who home the bread
The lion that is regal, and the bald headed eagle, a
just to keep them fed

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

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