Don't you call Emily, just to stay in one of her aparments
Once you crawl down that deep hole, there ain't no climbing out
I spent my last buck on a fix, but ain't stopped me from turning trix
Oh Emily, stop looking at me
Why you gotta be? So damn sexy
Oh Emily, don't look at me
Why you gotta be? So damn crazy
Don't you call Emily, she'll shoot you up and shit you out
You'll be feeling high again, and you'll call up all your friends
You'll have all but one regret, her pity, remorse and nothing left
Oh Emily, stop looking at me
Why you gotta be? So damn sexy
Oh Emily, don't look at me
Why you gotta be? So damn crazy