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: / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / : (Twice)
First you take my heart in the palm of your hand, and you squeeze it tight,
Then you take my mind, and you play with it all night,
You take my pride, and you throw it up against the wall,
You take me in your arms, baby, and bounce me like a rubber ball!
Well, I'm not complaining, what you're doing, you see,
'Cause this hurting feeling is, oo, so good to me!
'Cause don't you know that it ( Hurt so good!)
Don't you know that it ( Hurt so good!)
Don't you know that it ( Hurt so good!)
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You take my name, and you scanda - lise it in the street,
Oo, anything you wanna do, I'd say, is alright with me,
Then you turn right around, and make sweet love to me,
Oo, yes, you did, baby, sure nuff good to me!
'Cause, baby, (Baby!) these things you're doing to me,
It hurts so bad, but it's worth all the misery!
And don't you know that it ( Hurt so good!)
Don't you know that it ( Hurt so good!)
Don't you know that it ( Hurt so good!)
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Oo, boy, please, don't ever take the hurt off me,
'Cause it would hurt even worse if you ever, ever leave,
Even though, sometimes, it's hard for me to bear,
Oo, I'll make myself hold out, 'cause if it kills me, I don't care!
'Cause, baby, (Baby!) I don't want you to ever quit,
Oo, it ain't no good 'til it hurts a little bit!
'Cause don't you know that it ( Hurt so good!)
Don't you know that it ( Hurt so good!)
Don't you know that it ( Hurt so good!)
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