Spider Man - Cliff Richard

He’s the footsteps in the night

Shadows gone before the light

Never get to see the face

Of spider man

Catcing flies just ain’t his style

If you’re crooked stop think awhile

Once bitten — never the same

He makes a black widow look tame

Spider man

He spins a golden web

With a golden thread

That never, never let’s him down, down, down

And when the spidercatcher comes to town

He ain’t around

If you’re walking in the park

And hear a shuffling in the dark

Don’t stop to give it a glance

You know there’s a pretty good chance

It’s spider man, spider man

Once bitten never the same

He makes a black widow look tame

Spider man