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Tie me up Doctor Kinkenstein,
get out your leather and whips.
Handcuff me to the leg of the table,
and put that gag upon my lips.
'Cos he's a sensual man,
and he's got wonderful nips.
Tie me up Doctor Kinkenstein,
I like it when you pull on my chains.
The way you brush up against me,
it always drives me insane.
Oh, 'cos he's a sensual man,
ooh that expensive champagne.
Look at the folks on the otherside,
we get off better than them.
We like to feel pain but we never complain-
'cos we're into BDSM.
Tie me up Doctor Kinkenstein,
drag me around by my hair.
No need to close the curtains,
they can watch us, I don't care.
'Cos he's a sensual man,
ooh, lah-di-dah mon père.
Look at the folks on the other side,
we get off better than them.
We like to feel pain but never feel ashamed-
'cos we're into BDSM.
Tie me up Doctor Kinkenstein,
you've got me begging for more.
So wrap your strong arms around me,
you can make me feel like a whore.
'Cos he's a sensual man,
he only lives next door...
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Rock the Pony (Demo)
02:00
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Billy was a working boy,
beyond the hills of Minnesota.
In the farm he toils,
dreaming of a life he could've had.
(Random mumbles and sounds)
Rock the pony...
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