Tom Lehrer - The Masochism Tango Lyrics
Another familiar type of lovesong is the passionate or firy variety, usually in tango tempo, in which the singer exhorts his partner to haunt him and taunt him and, if at all possible, to consumWith a kiss of fire. this particular illustration of this genre is called the masochism tango.I ache for the touch of your lips, dear,But much more for the touch of your whips, dear.You can raise weltsLike nobody else,As we dance to the masochism tango.Let our love be a flame, not an ember,Say its me that you want to dismember.Blacken my eye,Set fire to my tie,As we dance to the masochism tango.At your commandBefore you here I stand,My heart is in my hand. ecch!Its here that I must be.My heart entreats,Just hear those savage beats,And go put on your cleatsAnd come and trample me.Your heart is hard as stone or mahogany,Thats why Im in such exquisite agony.My soul is on fire,Its aflame with desire,Which is why I perspireWhen we tango.You caught my noseIn your left castanet, love,I can feel the pain yet, love,Evry time I hear drums.And I envy the roseThat you held in your teeth, love,With the thorns underneath, love,Sticking into your gums.Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches.The last time I needed twenty stitchesTo sew up the gashThat you made with your lash,As we danced to the masochism tango.Bash in my brain,And make me scream with pain,Then kick me once again,And say well never part.I know too wellIm underneath your spell,So, darling, if you smellSomething burning, its my heart.Excuse me!Take your cigarette from its holder,And burn your initials in my shoulder.Fracture my spine,And swear that youre mine,As we dance to the masochism tango.
