Текст: Fiona Apple. Use Me.

My friends, feel it's their appointed duty
They keep tryin' to tell me
All you want to do is use me
Ah huh, but my answer, ah huh
They know all that use me stuff

Aye, ay,ay, yes, I wanna spread the news
That if it feels this good gettin' used
Oh, ya just keep on usin' me
Until ya use me up, until ya use me up

My brother, sit me right down and he talk to me
Ah huh, he told me, ya huh uh
That I ought not to let you just walk on me
And I'm sure he meant well, huh uh
Yeah, but when our talk was through

Aye, ay, ay, I said, "Brother, if ya only knew
You'd wish that you were in my shoes
Ya just keep on usin' me"
Until ya use me up, until ya use me up

Ah huh, some time
It's true ya really do abuse me
Ah ya, get me in a crowd, a high class people
And then ya act real rude to me

Ah huh, but, oh baby, baby, baby, baby
When ya love me I can't get enough
Ah huh, and I wanna spread the news
That if it feels this good gettin' used

Oh ya, just keep on usin' me
Until ya use me up
Ah, until ya use me up

Talkin' 'bout you usin' me but
It all depends on what you do
It ain't too bad the way you usin' me
'Cause I sure am usin' you to do the things you do