WHIPPING BOY

Ooh yer cruel, ooh yer do
Ooh yer do yer do me wrong
Ooh yer hurt me, you flirt with
Any old face that comes along

But I won't be your whipping boy
No I won't be your whipping boy
Break me like a little toy
Run me till my feet are sore
But I won't be your whipping boy

Ooh you're wild, ooh you're sly
What you done to me
I was thirty, I look like fifty
Ooh but I feel like sixty-three

It's this illegal kind of lovin'
That keeps my motor runnin'
From the start to the finish line
It's a trashy kind of me
That likes to believe
That I'm still tryin'
I'm still tryin'
I'm still tryin', yes I'm tryin'

ooh you're dirty,
But you're worth it
Ooh but you're way,
You're way too young
I could do time if they found out
Look out, San Quentin here I come