Peter Parker's Alter Ego

I wish I was a pilot
Flying on a paper plane
I'm standing on the shoulders of giants
To be seen by every man

And the good folks know I'm a sinner
But my intentions was always on time
With a slap on the wrist
A kiss on the cheek
You give to me what's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine
Come in
What's mine
Oh yeah come in

Stripped down, open and naked
And no one really seems to care
Apparently you know the difference
Between the money and a millionaire

Now the good folks know I'm a sinner
But my intentions was always on time
With a slap on the wrist
A kiss on the cheek
You give to me what's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine
Come in
What's mine
Oh yeah come in
What's mine
Come in

I used to wanna be a hero
Until I found out even heroes die
I'm Peter Parker's alter ego
Waiting on the telephone line

The devil made me a sinner
But the girls come say this time
As you turn your head, you go walking into bed
You leave when you need what's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine
Come in
And take what's mine to keep
I'll tell the sorrows that tomorrow's dreams could be
But I'll live it all