Emily, I don't believe that everything I ever need
Is hidden deep between your golden thighs
But something tells me I know what I'll be doing tonight
You think you're clever but I know your schemes your tricks and your M.O.
You hit the club and find some gun for hire
Then go home and spread your legs like wildfire
Every guy here's had his chance for you to unbutton his pants
You go down every night just like the sun
It ain't gonna create life, but it sure is fun
You say that the way you are that you can't help it's not your fault
But I don't trust the things you say
Only trust myself when you're away
'Cause the word trick was invented for you
The word trick was invented for you
credits
from The History of Ever,
released January 22, 2008
Words and music by Anthony Bowman
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