Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She walked out of a shady motel
Into the arms of a sugar daddy
She'd been having a good time
Oh, but she loved her daddy madly

She said, daddy what can I do
I want to spend my time making love to you
But daddy had to run, hit and run
Now he's gone

Yeah
S and M
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

This customer was shady, he kept a rubber hose
He liked to beat the ladies
There's nothing wrong with that I suppose
(Yes, there is)

He made them want to shout, ouch
But this time you better watch out
He kicked her, oh and he beat her
And he whipped her

Yeah
S and M
Yeah
Yeah
He beat her black and blue
Yeah

He just liked the violence, said it made him tough
He just liked the violence and she couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Smack

Yeah
S and M
Yeah
Yeah
He beat her like a drum
Yeah

This fetish could be foolish
It could lead to something dangerously wreckless
To hold your lover helpless
Could lead to something called a mess

You like to be tacky
And kinky, sleazy and slinky
To make them wanna shout, ouch
Fight back and scratch out

Yeah
S and M
Yeah
Yeah
Do it again
Yeah