Girls in black leather with whips and with lashes
Making men crawl through the dirt and the ashes,
Shackles and racks and handcuffs and chains
These are the things that I use to cause pain....

When the whip bites
When the lash stings
Then I'm feeling glad...
Just shackle me up to a wall or a frame
And cane me again -- I'm bad!


(Actually, I only heard the first line years ago. Feel free to use it, though -- I won't sue.)