Justify My Love

I want to hold and kiss you in Paris

I want to hold your hand in Rome

I want to run naked in a rainstorm

Make love in a train cross country

You put this in me

So now what?

So now what?

So now what?

So now what?

I wanna know you

No

not like that

I don't want to be your mother

I don't want to be your sister either

I just wanna be your lover

I wanna be your baby

Kiss me

that's right

Kiss me

that's right

I want you to justify my love

my love

my love

I want you to justify my love

Justify

I want you to justify my love

my love

my love

I want you to justify my love

my love

my love

I want you to justify my love

my love

my love

I want you to justify my love

Poor is the man

Whose pleasures depend

On the permission

Of another

On the permission

Permission

I want you to justify my love

my love

my love

I want you to justify my love

my love

my love

I want you to justify my love

my love

my love