Itsy Bitsy Spider

I'll see you next time. It's heaps itsy spider, crowd of the water spout.

Down came the rain, and washed the spider out. Out came the sun, and light up all the rain. And the it's heaps itsy spider, when the spider came. It seemed itsy spied, crawled in from the sun, crept into the crib and found the baby bun.

Maybe kept the cry until mama's work was done. And the itsy spied, crawled back out in the sun. It seems it's a spidercrowd in the mama's bed Crawled upon a hubby and bed of men's head Wanna lay their sleep in Wanna believe they're dead And the inseam it seems it's a spidercrowd out of mama's bed

It's a spide of crawling to my machine. My wound was for long and it didn't know what to do. I could go for hell but her foot was turning blue. And the Spider crawl out of my machine So the entity spies, crowd of the waterspiles, down in the rain, still washed the spider,

I'll keep the sun and grind up all the rain And the heat seems to spy The wind will smell again Hurry, cry!