Michael Woodhead


Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1966, 2020

Step into my parlour, said the spider to the fly
Step into my dream, you said, and that's just why I cry
I stepped into your open arms and soon was trapped inside
I stepped into your hidden charms, that's why I always tried

Step into my parlour, so I did and here I'll stay
Step inside my arms, you said, I knew that it's okay
I stepped into your pretty smile and everything seemed fine
I stepped a step, it seemed a mile, but you were fin'lly mine