She kisses him on Bermondsey Street and
Rises high on the balls of her feet
Declares this the greatest love of the centuryHe fumbles for a wedding ring
She's no, no clone from Vogue Magazine
She is complex in all her complexions
Love is here to healAnd I'm so proud of you
But now you must too
Take pride with what this love you doHe kisses him on Bermondsey Street and
Standing brave on the balls of his feet
Declares this the greatest love of the centuryHe fumbles for a wedding ring
He's no, no clone from Colt magazines
He is complex in all his complexions
Love is here to healAnd I'm so proud of you
Now you must too
Take pride with what this love you doNow you know, love knows no boundaries
Sees beyond sexuality
Holds the sun in the palm of its hand
And laughs down the cynical manHear what I say, hear what I see
Two kisses sweet on Bermondsey StreetRegardless of religion
Braver than any faith
No fear of society
Evolves you and meLove, whoa
Two kisses sweet on Bermondsey Street now
Two kisses sweet
Two kisses sweet on Bermondsey Street nowAnd two kisses sweet on Bermondsey Street now
Two kisses sweet on Bermondsey Street
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PATRICK WOLFPublished by
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