(Bag, Gene Simmons) (Verse) That's right You know I kinda love ya (yeah) All the way to the bitter end Because you're breaking my balls You're making me crawl On all fours again (Aw) (Chorus) Yeah I like it rough (Ha-ha) You know I like that rough stuff (Verse) I don't need your affection Let me shake and lift a leg (yeah) Your eyes are a-gog I'll bark like a dog And let's roll in bed Yeah I like it Aw-aw And when I take your body So help me God We go all night long Let me tie you up And you make me bark like a dog (yeah) Huh-huh And you say, "what big eyes you have" And I say, "better to see you with" (hmmm) And you say, "what big arms you have" And I say, "the better to hold you with" And you say, "that's a big tongue you've got" And I say, "the better to eat you with my dear" (Ha-ha-ha) I like it Aw Yeah Aw Again and again and again Ow ow ow