Any time of year; any time of day Sleet and snow; rain and hail Running, running until I get sick Running to get the endorphin kick Hurts, hurts, hurts so good God, it hurts, but feels so good A hard day's work in the gym Lactic acid in my limbs My face is in a pained contortion I build my body out of proportion Your whip tickles my naked skin All tied up, with my head in a bin You're my mistress, you're my warder And my cock's never been harder Hurts, hurts, hurts so good God, it hurts, but feels so good