Everyone Kisses A Stranger by Walkabouts
Everyone kisses a stranger
From here or from elsewhere
He's a stranger
He's a stranger
Like kisses without any proof
A tongue without a passport
There's a frontier between kisses
As if for every kiss
You would have a card to show
As if for every kiss
You would know where to go
And if our kisses wait
Someday they will dry
Yes the tongue is sorry
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