Emale

Ooh aah ooh {x2} The emale left so clearly upon a computer screen Read like a threat that crept into her like a sex machine Wanted: Any woman who's first name begins with a "Z" From the sound of the keys, a pawn makes a move Her reply brings on the groove The king takes the pawn It's on, it's on, it's on! He couldn't wait 2 tell her 'til after he got the nella Her love would only even the score It seemed her darling fella He stole a hellalotta bucks from the corner store The declaration of war that followed She never believed, oh In the darkest corners where widows mourn That's where he whispered her name He said, "We can do it here, my dear But I fear your tears will fall like rain" They fall like... "Because I must tell U (Tell U) While I'm deep in your smell U got the man I want 2 inflict with pain I'm running a game with my paper I'm turning the boy 2 vapor Now I wanna do the same 2 U If U don't tattoo my name upon your train" The king takes the pawn (Oh) It's on, it's on, it's on! (It's on, it's on) The king takes the pawn It's on, it's on, it's on! (I said it's on, it's on, it's on) It's on © 1996 Emancipation Music - ASCAP