i wanna hold you kiss him in paris i wanna hold your hand in rome i wanna 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 wanna be your mother i don t wanna be your sister either i just wanna be your lover i want to have you baby kiss me that s right kiss me that s right ooh oh for you to justify my love my love my love my love ooh oh for you to justify my love my love my love for you to justify my love my love my love for you to justify my love my love my love for you to justify my love  poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another on the permission permission ooh oh for you to justify my love my love my love for you to justify my love my love my love for you to justify my love my love my love