I ache for the touch of your lips dear,
But much more for the touch of your whips dear,
You can raise welts like nobody else
As we dance to the masochism tango
Let our love be a flame not an ember
Say it's me that you want to dis-member
Blacken my eye, set fire to my tie
As we dance to the masochim tango
At your command, before you here i stand
My heart is in my hand
Writer(s): לוריא קובי, Lehrer,tom
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