Whip in My Valise

When I met you you were just sixteen

pulling the wings off flies

when an old lady got hit by a truck

I saw the wicked gleam in your eyes

your sadistic suits my masochistic

and there's a whip in may valise on yeah

who taught you to torture?

who taught ya?

who taught ya?

who taught ya?

who taught ya?

describe the special punishment room

over my garage, there's a

whipping post, a vertical beam

you have to be in charge

I payed a packet

for a new straight jacket

and there's a whip in my valise oh yeah

you put my head into the stocks

and then 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

who taught you to torture?

who taught ya?