Whipping Boy

Ooh, you're cruel, ooh, you do

Ooh, you do, you do me wrong

Ooh, you hurt me, ooh you flirt with

Any old face that comes along

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

No, I won't be your whipping boy

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

It's this illegal kind of loving that keeps my motor running

From the start to the finish line

It's a trashy kind of me that likes to believe

That I'm still trying, I'm still trying

I'm still trying, yes, I'm trying

Ooh, you're dirty, but you're worth it

But you're way, you're way too young

I could do time if they found out

Look out, San Quentin here I come

But I won't be your whipping boy

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

I won't be your whipping boy

I won't be your whipping boy

I won't be your whipping boy

I won't be your whipping boy

I won't be your whipping boy

I won't be your whipping boy

I won't be your whipping boy

I won't be your whipping boy

I won't be your whipping boy