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