I wanna kiss you 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? So now what, so now what? So now what, so now what? I want to know you 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 wanna be your baby Kiss me, that's right, kiss me 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... For you to justify my love My love, my love... For you to justify my love... (Versão diferenciada da letra original de Madonna, para o álbum "Virgin Voices: A Tribute to Madonna, Vol. 1")