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")