(M. Jagger/K. Richards)You're deaf to it, blind to itIt's like a thunderclapFeel the prickles runningUp and down your backWhy so divine, the pain of loveYou have to work at it, stay with itPay for it, bust your assLie for it, cheat for itForget about your pastWhy so divine, the pain of loveYou dream of it passionateYou get a rise from itFeel the hot cumDripping on your thighs from itWhy why so divine, the pain of loveSometimes you crave for it, cry for itWomen will die for itLooking back, cut the crapWas it really worth the rap?It's hard to survive the pain of loveOoh I need a time outTime to make my mind upSubstitute a line outI'll be back next season with a bangNo release from the jailNo parole, no bailHard labor, fifty lashesHard labor, money splashesIt's hard to survive the pain of loveThe old maid is roughing upApplying final touchesEven though she's late for the danceI tell you tonight she's really gonna have a ballShe's gonna really tie me upShe's gonna really tie me upShe's gonna really tie me upShe's gonna really tie me upShe's gonna really tie me upWhy so divine the pain of loveDon't hurt me, don't hurt meDon't hurt me, don't hurt meWhy so divine the pain of loveThat's what they call it: the pain of loveTie me up, tie me up, tie me up, tie me upWhy do divine, the pain of loveDon't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt meDon't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt meDon't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me.....
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You're deaf to it, blind to it
It's like a thunderclap
Feel the prickles running
Up and down your back
Why so divine, the pain of love
You have to work at it, stay with it
Pay for it, bust your ass
Lie for it, cheat for it
Forget about your past
Why so divine, the pain of love
You dream of it passionate
You get a rise from it
Feel the hot cum
Dripping on your thighs from it
Why why so divine, the pain of love
Sometimes you crave for it, cry for it
Women will die for it
Looking back, cut the crap
Was it really worth the rap?
It's hard to survive the pain of love
Ooh I need a time out
Time to make my mind up
Substitute a line out
I'll be back next season with a bang
No release from the jail
No parole, no bail
Hard labor, fifty lashes
Hard labor, money splashes
It's hard to survive the pain of love
The old maid is roughing up
Applying final touches
Even though she's late for the dance
I tell you tonight she's really gonna have a ball
She's gonna really tie me up
She's gonna really tie me up
She's gonna really tie me up
She's gonna really tie me up
She's gonna really tie me up
Why so divine the pain of love
Don't hurt me, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, don't hurt me
Why so divine the pain of love
That's what they call it: the pain of love
Tie me up, tie me up, tie me up, tie me up
