I see you've put the lipstick on
My favorite shade at that
The intoxicating scents applied
Send me to heaven in your presence

But I see your anxious to please me
Like a puppy at my ankles
Those scarlet lips want to touch me
There are some things I want first

Those clothes need to disappear
The effort made is noted
Except I prefer God's clothing for you
So remove them before I start

Now place your neck in the collar
And wrists to steel cuffs as well
So raise your toes in position
As the buckle hooks into place

I'll give my cheek free reign to you
For a minute at most before
Returning the favor with whipping
Its what you return to me for