Some people love to get hurt some people love to get hurt kick'em when they're down still they'll always crawl back 'round some people love to get hurt Tanked up on a friday night snarling and seething for a fight hear the bones crush the blood begins to rush hear the siren, see the flashing blue light Mr Smith on his hands and knees like a dog begging "mistress please" the spike of her heel finger tips cold as steel Mistress Mandy just loves to tease She's a good girl but she likes to flirt make him jealous so he treats her like dirt the crash of his fist feels just like beeing kissed some people love to get hurt She was hissing as she hitched up her skirt and she whispered as she tore off his shirt "if you wanna gal that's mean I'm the baddest there's ever been call me up if you want to get hurt call me up if you want to get hurt call me up if you want to get hurt