Tied my baby down to the bedpost.
She begs me to do it, I just can`t tell her no.
Whipped my baby into a frenzy,
when she screams I know that she loves me.
She asks me to hit her,
she always punches back.
Can`t tell real love from a venomous attack.
Tied my baby down to the bedpost.
Can`t understand why my baby`s so mean.
She`s always making me ... do ... things.
Baby, baby, say that you love me.
(Die pig - plug in the hoover)
I know that she means it when she`s towering over me.
She doesn`t stop even when I get sore.
My baby yells for MORE! MORE! MORE!
Can`t understand why my baby`s so mean.
When we dance I hold her real close,
I don`t mind her stepping on my toes.
I love my baby and my baby loves the whip,
three of us together in the iron-fisted grip (OF LOVE).
She might not be the Marquis de Sade,
but when she hits me I see God.
When we dance I hold her real close.
Tied my baby down to the bedpost.