AaI Harvey (13/07/80 / Cannock)
Adultery (If I thought like my ex)
(If I thought like my ex)
I love adultery, it makes you feel great!
Cheating on that fool again, the one you've begun to hate.
Laugh behind their back, when they just don't have a clue;
Do anything I want, just tell them I love you.
My lover makes me happy; my partner makes me bored.
She thinks I really love her, most of the time she's left ignored.
Sex with you is beautiful; you make me feel alive.
Not the lack of lust for my partner, our passion has now died.
She just doesn't turn me on, make me happy or want to care.
Whilst you turn me on and make me happy,
But my feelings I can't share;
With you like I do, for that girl who’s my partner;
If I told you I love you, you'd move onto another.
Cheating on your lover, with another of your lovers
And cheating on that lover, every week with another
And cheating on that lover, every day with another.
You cheat all the time; you no longer have a partner.
Adultery is wonderful; it makes you feel alive!
Adultery is wonderland, it warms you up inside.
So what if she's hurt, by the affair that I'm having?
What she doesn't know won't hurt her
And my lover and I keep on laughing.
She's not fit enough to have, as my only woman;
It turns me on to lie to her, after I've just fucked my lover.
Yeah I went round Bob’s house, had a drink and watched telly.
Means you don’t know where Bob lives
And you definitely don't know Kelly.
She's my mistress, my lover, my other confidant;
Whilst you’re just Miss Dependable
And you’re desperately hanging on.
But I don't love you anymore; I got bored a long time ago.
I've fucked all of your friends and I've got two on video.
Ha, ha you idiot, you’re too dumb to see what's happening;
You’re stupidly in love with me and here I am fucking your sister.
You’re so stupid not to see, when I'm blatantly cheating;
When you speak to your sister next, please tell her I miss her.
(C) 2005 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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