Latinha de Cerveja

This girl treats me
As if I were a beer can
She picks me up, crushes me, even gives me a little step
If she wants to escape the heat
She takes me out of the fridge
Rubs me on her body then throws me in the trash

I don't know if I'm glue
If I'm lemonade
Orange soda
Cold beer
I don't know if I'm light
If I have calories
All I know is that with her
I'm always in trouble

That's how I am, your beer can
You use me, abuse me, kiss me on the mouth
Just to crush me afterwards
That's how I am, part of your collection
But in your heart
That naughty girl won't let me in