Tie You Up (The Pain of Love) (#1, instrumental) Songtext
von The Rolling Stones

You′re deaf to it, blind to it

It's like a thunderclap
Feel the prickles running
Up and down your back
Why so divine, the pain of love
You have to work at it, stay with it

Pay for it, bust your ass
Lie for it, cheat for it
Forget about your past
Why so divine, the pain of love
You dream of it passionate

You get a rise from it
Feel the hot cum
Dripping on your thighs from it
Why why so divine, the pain of love
Sometimes you crave for it, cry for it


Women will die for it
Looking back, cut the crap
Was it really worth the rap?
It′s hard to survive the pain of love
Ooh I need a time out

Time to make my mind up
Substitute a line out
I'll be back next season with a bang
No release from the jail

No parole, no bail
Hard labor, fifty lashes
Hard labor, money splashes
It's hard to survive the pain of love
The old maid is roughing up

Applying final touches
Even though she′s late for the dance
I tell you tonight she′s really gonna have a ball
She's gonna really tie me up
She′s gonna really tie me up
She's gonna really tie me up
She′s gonna really tie me up
She's gonna really tie me up
Why so divine the pain of love


Don′t hurt me, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, don′t hurt me
Why so divine the pain of love
That′s what they call it: the pain of love
Tie me up, tie me up, tie me up, tie me up
Why do divine, the pain of love
Don't hurt me, don′t hurt me, don't hurt me
Don′t hurt me, don't hurt me, don′t hurt me
Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don′t hurt me