Yes you may spit on my face
Press my chest to your high-heels
Vanish away without a trace
Looking for a better man or a better deal
But whatever you do you've got to make it blue
Yes you may kick me between my legs
While you hit the major key
Be a ruler inside my head
Do all this shit then blame it on me
But whatever you do you've got to make it blue
Use me misuse me let me in then kick me out the door
Say I ain't enough for you not the kind you are looking for
Eat me drink me with nothing else on the side
Then you can spend my money 'till you get satisfied
Yes you may treat me like a king
Or like a dog you don't feed
You ask for all don't share anything
Knocked me down left me there to bleed
But whatever you do you've got to make it blue