Arachnophile

He fell in love With a spider in my hair And he told me I had far too few eyes And I would never be his wife No, far too few eyes But he says he'd see me on the side Isn't that nice If I'm not beautiful What am I to you If I'm not beautiful What am I to you If I'm not beautiful What am I to you What am I What am I to you I fell in love With the imprint of your fingertip It's true But I never fell in love with you Oh, how I've tried How I've tried and tried and tried But it's fine If I'm not beautiful What am I to you If I'm not beautiful What am I to you If I'm not beautiful What am I to you What am I What am I to you