Lyrics:
When I met you you were just sixteenPulling the wings off fliesWhen an old lady got hit by a truckI saw the wicked gleam in your eyesYour sadistic suits my masochisticAnd theres a whip in may valise on yeahWho taught you to torture? Who taught ya? Who taught ya? Who taught ya? Who taught ya? Describe the special punishment roomOver my garage, theres aWhipping post, a vertical beamYou have to be in chargeI payed a packetFor a new straight jacketAnd theres a whip in my valise oh yeahYou put my head into the stocksAnd then you went to choose a caneBut hey your cat has got nine tailsYou like to leave me lameI can't thank her, my sunday spankerThere's a whip in my valise oh yeahWho taught you to torture? Who taught ya?