Give me your kisses, baby I don't really know lonely.
Give me your kisses, baby I don't really give a good goddamn
Give me your kisses, baby I am an alter to your grave Make me a sermon in my mouth
Baby, I can close my eyes I am no longer in Brooklyn We are floating down the river Seine We're on the beaches of Ibiza baby
Give me your kisses, baby I can't afford to be afraid
Make me a summer in my mouth