Lead vocal: Mick Jagger
Bass: Ron Wood
Electric guitars: Keith Richards (incl. solo) & Ron Wood
Drums: Charlie Watts 
Lead vocal: Mick Jagger, Keith Richards & Ron Wood
Keyboards: Chuck Leavell
Percussion: Martin Ditcham
 

You're deaf to it, blind to it
Then like a thunder clap
Feel the prickles running up and down your back

Why so divine? The pain of love

You have to work at it, stay with it
Pay for it, bust your ass
Lie for it, cheat for it, forget about your past

You dream of it passionately
You get aroused from it
Feel the hot come dripping on your thigh

Why? Let's simplify the pain of love

You know, sometimes you crave for it, cry for it
Women will die for it
Looking back, cut the crap
Was it really worth the rap?

It's hard to survive the pain of love

Well ain't that right

And I need a time out, time to make my mind up
Substitute a line out, I'll be back next season with a bang

No release from the jail
No parole, no bail
Hard leather, 50 lashes
Heartbreak and money splashes

Well all right

The old maid is rouging up
Applying the final touches
Though she's late for the dance
I'll tell you tonight she's really going to have a ball

She's going to really tie me up

Yeah, the pains of love
Why they say so divine? The pains of love

Don't hurt me...

The pains of love
Yeah, that's what they call it
Baby, tie me up

Tie me up, tie me up, tie me up

Don't abuse it
It's so divine... the pain of love