Crack your whip, crush my spine
In your grasp you take what's mine
Bind me tight, without a doubt
When you talk I scream and shout
You've got the morals, and you've got the ground
You've got the power to push me around
You know my ways, you'll catch me if I slip
I can't escape, I'm a slave to the whip
Take my money, baby bleed me dry
What good is cash when you get me so high?
My chasing days are over now, but
When you hit me I yearn for the prowl
You've got the grudge, and you've got the spite
You've got the power to keep me up at night
I can't defend, you know I'm not equipped
Use me senseless, I'm a slave to the whip
How hard I try
How hard I push
How hard's not good enough
Please let me off of the hook
I'm on my knees
Begging you please
Put me away, throw me in a pile
To show my worth I must run a mile
Allured by neon, red fleeting light
When they call I make it all night
They got the heat, and they got the spice
They go the power free me of your vice
They want it all, or they don't exist
Mistresses all, I'm a slave to the whip
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