Em City  

EM CITY
by Jen

 Year after year, can't take bein' trapped in this can 
 Delivery cart of chicken nuggets is the only way to see my man
 Ain't been the same since I left mi amor behind in Em City 

 Crossin' my fingers, ready to plot, even willin' to do a fucking cock
shot
 Can't wait to see Lord of the Dance back in Em City 

 I'm goin' back some day, any fuckin' way, to Em City 
 Where the slash is hot and the UST runs high, in Em City 
 Where Ryan always says he's no maricon while I rub my tummy and he gets 
 turned on 
 If I could only see
 Those red-undied thighs and twinkling Irish eyes 
 How happy I'd be 

 Wanna see Ryan again 
 Don't wanna bond with Mr. Hanky again 
 Maybe I won't have to slice my face up again 
 In Em City 

 Crossin' my fingers, ready to plot, even willin' to do a fucking cock
shot
 Can't wait to see Lord of the Dance in Em City 

 I'm goin' back some day, any fuckin' way, to Em City 
 Where the slash is hot and the UST runs high, in Em City 
 Where Ryan always says he's no maricon while I rub my tummy and he gets 
 turned on 
 If I could only see
 Those red-undied thighs and twinkling Irish eyes 
 How happy I'd be 

 With that mick of mine 
 Watchin' my ass under any condition 
 Lovin' my breath on his neck when he assumes the position
 Long as you don't use the word gay, he'll always stay 
 Gonna take away this void I got inside 

 Cause I'll never be cryin' if I got my Ryan back in Em City