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Late at night I can hear Whispering behind the wall Suddenly my girl comes in Looks like a Black-rubber-doll She holds the whip in her hand, Now I can't do stupid things, I go down on my knees - Quid est libertas? With a smile on her face But strictness in her voice I can taste my sweat I don't have any choice She holds the whip in her hand, Now I can't do stupid things, I go down on my knees - Quid est libertas? Hey girl - I'm not your slave! I will gag you that's true Show you how I imagine What you should do I hold the whip in my hand, Now you can't do stupid things, My lovely black rubber doll - Meum est libertas! Odisse! Die Menschen lieben von Natur aus die Freiheit Und hassen den Zustand der Knechtschaft. From Letras Mania