Whip in My Valise

when i met ya, you were just sixteen
pulling the wings off a fly
when an old lady got hit by a truck
i saw the wicked gleam in your eyes
your sadistic suits my masochistic
there’s a whip in my valise, oh yeah

Chorus:
who taught you to torture? who taught ya?
who taught you to torture? who taught ya?
who taught you to torture? who taught ya?
who taught you?

describe the special punishment room
over my garage
well, there’s a whipping post, a vertical beam
you had to be in charge
i paid a packet for a new straitjacket
there’s a whip in my valise, oh yeah

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you put my head into the stocks
and then you, you went to choose a cane
but hey, your cat has got nine tails
you like to leave me lame
i can’t thank her, my sunday spanker
there’s a whip in my valise, oh yeah

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