(Robert Palmer)

Well you told me that you weren't infectious
So I brought no precautions with me
And you said your old man was in Texas
And anyway he'd forgotten his key

So I put my cassette in your bathroom
And threw all my clothes on your floor
Next thing, door burts open
And there I am caught in the raw

Blackmail
You're blackmailing me
Spongeing all my money
I don't think it's funny
The way you've been badgering me

So I'm hiding out in the basement
Wondering how on earth I'm gonna survive
Well your old man hollers
I've got ten thousand dollars for you
Coz I know you can provide
Leaving me with grounds for my divorce
Pulls out his chequebook and starts to endorse
Two Benjamin Franklins
And before I can thank you mama
????

Blackmail
You're blackmailing me
Rendering you a service
Makes me feel real nervous
Trying to get me into your sceams

Blackmail
You're blackmailing me
Spongeing all my money
I don't think it's funny
Way you done the dirty on me
Blackmail
You're blackmailing me
Spongeing all my money
I don't think it's funny
The way you've been badgering me

Blackmail
You're blackmailing me
Spongeing all my money
I don't think it's funny
Way you,ve done the dirty on me

Writer : NITZSCHE, JACK
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC