Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather 
Whiplash girlchild in the dark 
Clubs and bells, your servant, don’t forsake him 
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart 
  
Downy sins of streetlight fancies 
Chase the costumes she shall wear 
Ermine furs adorn the imperious 
Severin, severin awaits you there 
  
I am tired, I am weary 
I could sleep for a thousand years 
A thousand dreams that would awake me 
Different colors made of tears 
  
Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather 
Shiny leather in the dark 
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you 
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart 
  
Severin, severin, speak so slightly 
Severin, down on your bended knee 
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly 
Taste the whip, now plead for me 
  
I am tired, I am weary 
I could sleep for a thousand years 
A thousand dreams that would awake me 
Different colors made of tears 
  
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather 
Whiplash girlchild in the dark 
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don’t forsake him 
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart