Love's touch comes to mean so much.

Embrasser c'est Francais.

Love's way, s'abandonner.

Slip into the velvet glove, parted lips so filled with love.

Lips upon forbidden places, lingering in long embraces.

French kissin' in the USA!

Lips are in motion.

Ocean to ocean to ocean, ocean to ocean to ocean.

Paris is calling!

Falling, we're falling, we're falling, falling, we're falling, we're falling.

Lips close, then blossom like a rose.

Lips wide holding you inside.

Kisses hard, kisses deep, a kiss to wake us from our sleep.

Take your lover by the hand, speak in tounges and understand.